BEAUTIFUL TEXT BY AMÁLIA MATTOS FRIEND OF MANA JUNIRA AND MINE: MEMORY, PASSION, LOVE, GRATITUDE AND OTHERS

BEAUTIFUL TEXT BY AMÁLIA MATTOS, FRIEND OF MANA (SISTER) JUNIRA AND MINE:

Amália: Hello my friend. Memory is like passion, because it contains the worst and the best that we humans can have.

At the age of 58, I went to psychology college to look for tools that today, at 73, help me tremendously. Today I am the CEO of an NGO, with 300 children, who teach me what love is every day.

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There’s something profoundly different between losing a love and leaving it.

In the loss, the bond did not end by choice. That’s why love doesn’t know where to go.

What makes this path so delicate:

1. Love has not ended, it has been suspended.

When someone dies, love has no closure.

There is no final final conversation, nor final wear and tear that facilitates detachment.

Love remains whole, but without a body to rest in.

That is why loving another person can feel like an invasion of sacred territory.

2. The fear of “replacing” arises.

Many people feel guilt before they even feel desire:

• “What if this erases who I lost?”

• “What if I’m cheating on memory?”

But no one takes the place of the one who has departed.

This place is out of time.

The new love does not enter there. It creates another space.

3. The heart begins to love with awareness of finitude.

After loss, love ceases to be naïve.

There is more care, more presence, more full silence.

And also more fear.

This does not impoverish love.

It makes you more human.

How love usually returns.

It does not come back urgently.

He comes back slowly, almost asking for permission.

• First as a curiosity

• then as comfort

• then like a desire to share small things

• Only later as delivery

And it is often accompanied by an unexpected thought:

“I thought my heart was closed…, but in the end I was in mourning.”

A truth that sets you free.

Loving again does not diminish the love for the departed.

This love is not competing.

It is already part of you, like a language that you never learn.

The new love does not erase.

He lives together.

A simple internal exercise

If guilt appears, try to say:

“The love I lived taught me to love.”

“I take this learning with me.”

“To continue is not to forget.”

Many people feel, at some point, something surprising:

as if the lost love was at peace when it saw the heart come back to life.

When we know we’re ready:

This is not when the pain goes away.

This is when:

• Talking about the departed no longer prevents you from smiling

• Memory warms up more than it cuts

• loneliness ceases to be fidelity

• There is a desire to care and be cared for again

Loving after a loss is an act of quiet courage.

He does not deny his absence.

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LOVE for someone we have close to us is like a dream that commands life, which in our case, although not much longer, deserves to be well lived!

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P.S. – AN IXXXPETÁCULO – EXXXPLÊNDIDO!

P.S. 2 – Answer from Friend Amália to my question if I could post the Text on my Humble Site:

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❤️ e que hoje agradeço a Deus e compreendo o porquê de me não me ter deixado partir há 5 anos atrás com covid. Afinal, eu ainda não tinha cumprido a minha missão na terra e Ele fez-me ficar!

Amália

P.S. 3 – The Text is yours, Amália, mine, everyone’s now published and shared!

P.S. 4 – Love, Friendship, Friend, Family, You, You, and God I always write in capital letters.