Johanna,

You have given a good part of your life to building this dream you call home. Today, with the passing of time, these images remain as witnesses to the love stories you lived with your children.

Your gaze reflected that innocent excitement for life — so confident in yourself that it helped me set aside my fears of uncertainty. What would become of me without you, without all of you?

The hypnosis of everyday life makes time pass without even noticing it. The ones you cared for with such tenderness are now growing and shaping their own destinies. Those loving dreams filled with innocent eyes, playful smiles, and tears of sadness remind you of what was once yours and what you built with such hope.

Each of them with their strengths and their fears, so different and yet so alike. The eldest, always brave, striving to make the world a better place. The middle one, a horsewoman with the soul of a rider, rising stronger after every fall. And the youngest, with his noble heart and eternal smile, always making you sigh.

Without realizing it, the years passed, and today I see in your eyes that melancholy of feeling empty and full at the same time, not quite knowing when it happened. Always holding on to the hope that one day they will return, even if only for a moment, and that your motherly hugs will be enough to erase the distance, quiet your sadness, and make you fall in love again.

- Forever yours, Eduardo -