Lent, 2013

"I have seen an angel,
And my penitence now is to survive."

I could not come with something harsher than I have been through, when I realized that my main penitence would be to live and smile.

As a physician, a team leader, a husband and a catholic, I realized that I have been hurting others for not caring for myself.

I will give up on alcohol and Coke, but above all I promised to myself I will take a moment everyday to reflect about my actions, pray, eat and exercise.

I have started my Lent at a working trip, finally swimming again, back to my origins.

I guess I am finding peace in the middle of the mountains of Salt Lake City.

God bless us all.

02/07/2013

     



      One week ago I lost someone I loved very much. 

      I have spent my days hiding from the light, haunting the dark corners of my apartment at night, feeling wrong at every breath, numb to everyone's sight.

      I stopped listening to music, as it hurts; the only song that never leaves my head speaks exactly how I feel. It may not meet everyone's musical preferences, but the reader will certainly agree the words get their way in. 

"We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.  

 The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.   
 The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.
 For when he died, he took a part of you.   

 No time for farewells, no chances for goodbyes.  
 No explanations, no f****** reasons why,  
 I watched it eat you up, pieces fallen on the floor.  
 We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.   

  If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way,  
  I would climb my way to Heaven, and bring him back home again.  
 Don't give up hope my friend, this is not the end.   

 We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.  
 The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.  
 The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too,  
 For when he died, he took a part of you.   

 Death is only a chapter  
 So let's rip out the pages of yesterday  
 Death is only a horizon  
 And I'm ready for my sun...  

 I'm ready for my sun to...  
 I'm ready for my sun...  
 I'm ready for my sun to set.   

 This is suicide season!   

 If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way,  
 We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him home again.  

 If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way,  
 We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him home again.   

 If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way,  
 We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him home again.  

 We would do anything to bring him back to you.  
 We would do anything to end what you're going through.   
 If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way,  
 I would climb my way to Heaven, and bring him home again.  
 I would do anything to bring him back to you,  
 Because if you got him back, I would get back the friend that I once knew." 

                                                              Bring Me The Horizon, Suicide Season