Of all the Catholic metaphors, I should say that Easter is the one that makes more sense to me. I do believe in death and rebirth. I don´t believe in it as a fact. I believe in symbolical death and rebirth: something has to go so that something else occupies its place. It happens in nature all the time.
I spent this Easter with the people I love most in this world, and many of them are children. Their growing up means a symbolical death to us, adults. I´m fine with it. My body feels the years go by, but my heart is reborn, again and again, in their smile.
Ana and Gabriel
Luana, Lucas and the little Analu