A question so excessively useful in this life, but it does not always go hand in hand with its answer, why life does not turn out the way we want it to? Why do plans change so fast and moments of joy are so ephemeral? There is always in our life a why? That even though the days, months and years go by, it remains unanswered...
My grandmother used to say, live the present with a lot of intensity in your heart. I saw him for the first time with so much fear but in his eyes I could see a sea full of will to live, in his hands I felt safe, suddenly they were not cold anymore. I was happy for an instant, I hope I will not forget🦁