Sorrow and self-awareness

Living with our brothers and sisters is like a seesaw of joys and sorrows, both for us and for them. I would like to always see my sister Romina happy, far from every trouble that life inevitably brings, but it is not always possible. We lost our dad not so long ago; she saw him leave home, alone and very ill, and never come back. In her world, making up reality, I don’t know how she can tolerate this absence, neither do I know if she fully realised what had happened.
Of course, she must have heard that famous word indicating that somebody is gone for ever, and of course she must have seen the tears. She cried too, though nobody ever told her straight that our dad was gone and would never come back. I wonder…is it really necessary to fully realise what goes on? Thinking that perhaps she believes someday our dad will come back, I happen to do it myself…and that’s it: she taught me to fantasise, in spite of any overwhelming reality. But does she really think so? I don’t know what to think!

Antonella
June 16th 2001

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