a pessoa que me criou...morreu...
tínhamos de a transportar do hospital,
era uma mulher de 73 anos, que era minha tia
... tínhamos de a transportar do hospital para a Igreja ,
a minha irmã não quis ir no carro, portanto eu sentei-me num banco e em frente a mim estava uma padiola com a morta
... numa curva a morta caiu directamente para cima de meu colo e foi dos momentos mais confortantes que eu tive na minha vida, porque peguei minha tia, que me tinha criado e que tinha uma paixão enorme por mim e disse-lhe:
- então cá estamos Maria Benvinda, ah!
Peço desculpas disto, disto, fui má nisto e nisto
... Já estás despachada, ainda bem!
Fartei-me de chorar naquele momento, dei-lhe dois beijinhos, tive-a como se fosse um bebé ao meu colo
... senti um conforto extraordinário de naquele momento estar com o corpo dela, morto, encostado a mim
... E foi muito complicado porque morreu numa quinta-feira santa e teve de estar 48 horas com gente na igreja todo o tempo
... Senti uma paz a partir daí
... Depois tive de receber pessoas, etc.
Fiz bem a despedida!
The person who raised me…died…
We had to carry her from the hospital. She was a 73-year-old woman and was my aunt.
We had to carry her from the hospital to the church. My sister didn’t want to go in the car so I sat in a bench and in front of me there was with the corpse...
Going round a bend, her body fell on my lap and that was one of the deepest comforting moments of my life because I held my aunt in my arms, the aunt who had raised me and who had an enormous love for me and told her:
“So here we are Maria Benvinda, ah!
I apologize for this and that; I’ve been bad here and there…
Fortunately you are through with this!”
In that moment I cried and cried, kissed her twice, held her in my arms like a baby... it felt extraordinarily comforting to have her dead body leaning against me...
And that was very complicated because she died on a Thursday and we had to wait 48 hours in church surrounded by people the whole time...
I felt great peace from then on...
I was greeting the people who came, etc...
It was the right farewell!
era uma mulher de 73 anos, que era minha tia
... tínhamos de a transportar do hospital para a Igreja ,
a minha irmã não quis ir no carro, portanto eu sentei-me num banco e em frente a mim estava uma padiola com a morta
... numa curva a morta caiu directamente para cima de meu colo e foi dos momentos mais confortantes que eu tive na minha vida, porque peguei minha tia, que me tinha criado e que tinha uma paixão enorme por mim e disse-lhe:
- então cá estamos Maria Benvinda, ah!
Peço desculpas disto, disto, fui má nisto e nisto
... Já estás despachada, ainda bem!
Fartei-me de chorar naquele momento, dei-lhe dois beijinhos, tive-a como se fosse um bebé ao meu colo
... senti um conforto extraordinário de naquele momento estar com o corpo dela, morto, encostado a mim
... E foi muito complicado porque morreu numa quinta-feira santa e teve de estar 48 horas com gente na igreja todo o tempo
... Senti uma paz a partir daí
... Depois tive de receber pessoas, etc.
Fiz bem a despedida!
The person who raised me…died…
We had to carry her from the hospital. She was a 73-year-old woman and was my aunt.
We had to carry her from the hospital to the church. My sister didn’t want to go in the car so I sat in a bench and in front of me there was with the corpse...
Going round a bend, her body fell on my lap and that was one of the deepest comforting moments of my life because I held my aunt in my arms, the aunt who had raised me and who had an enormous love for me and told her:
“So here we are Maria Benvinda, ah!
I apologize for this and that; I’ve been bad here and there…
Fortunately you are through with this!”
In that moment I cried and cried, kissed her twice, held her in my arms like a baby... it felt extraordinarily comforting to have her dead body leaning against me...
And that was very complicated because she died on a Thursday and we had to wait 48 hours in church surrounded by people the whole time...
I felt great peace from then on...
I was greeting the people who came, etc...
It was the right farewell!
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