She held his hands, kissed them and cried…
“Take good care of yourself dear son, eat well, don’t try to fix the electricity in there like you do in here, don’t forget …………”
We all, stood there...
The airport was cold and stinky… lights were so white and so blue
People with military uniforms were everywhere.
We shook hands, I couldn’t hug him…
He smiled, waved and went away…
Silence...
He wants to be an architect… He doesn’t want to do military service.
He doesn’t want to lose his humanity he said
When we loose the control of something in our lives, we try to create virtual tools to feel in control, and yet
I miss him like hell!
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