There are certain things that are very you and in my head I think it will always be that way. Like when I see someone laugh and tilt their head back, or squeeze their eyes and walk a little to catch their balance from laughing. I also think of the warm feeling in certain parks when the trees are tall and the light seems to swim through them and rest on our faces. Or the feeling of a brave choice, of taking a chance and choosing to go live.
We miss you, Ana. Still y siempre.
