Memories of Simi - Kizoa Online Movie Maker
My lovely little girl, it is only now, a year after your death, that I have been able to bring myself to go through your photos and I have not cried too much, for the memories are happy ones. I'll try to remember you running up the lawn with your tuggy toy in Cardiff, lying contentedly in my arms on the journey from Catania to Modica after the great adventure of our flight to Sicily and, most of all, your "night game" of bounding towards me from the hallway to the bedroom with tuggy, not realising I could see your reflection in the glass balcony doors. Some nights, even now, I look for you in the glass and I see you, darling, I see you. And I see you when I'm out with Bertie-Pierrine, whom I'm sure you sent. Sometimes I say, "Walk with us, Simi" and you do.
We buried you near the sea, with tuggy toy. There the waves that will one day reunite us lull your sleep. Thank you again for all the love.