A face that reflects the beauty of love
Sitting around the family table, where we have all gathered, eager to let you know how much we love you, I look at your kind face. You still have intact the features of the beauty that one day made Dad fall in love and that the passage of time has rewritten with benevolence, without erasing the trace. The intense, lively, eternally young look, immune to the fatigue of the years. A look that looks at the world with avidity, restless and at the same time serene, capable of being surprised by the ingenuity of a teenager, happy with each new discovery. But, above all, a look that looks at us, always seeing us inside, to know what is happening to us, what anxieties worry us, what sorrows pierce us. Inquisitive and vigilant, always attentive, like an unalterable lighthouse that guides us in the storm.
A safe haven for the whole family
You know it very well: we all come to you, your daughters, your sisters, your grandchildren and now your great-grandchildren, the entire family looks for you and needs you, because you are a safe refuge in which to take shelter when evil pursues us and appears, implacable. , our fragilities. In good times, no one enjoys it like you do, ecstatic laughter for every firm step, for every milestone achieved. You are our first hooligan, the most enthusiastic fan of our little hits. But it is in bad moments when you become big, mom, very big, with your protective wings that pick us up and comfort us, indestructible, welcoming, healing. No matter how much we fly far away, in search of our ambitions and joys, we know that you are in the fall, picking up the broken pieces, stitching ourselves together, like a patient spinner. I confess that your strength has been mine throughout my life, an inexhaustible source of drive and determination that has inspired me and allowed me to move forward, even when the tide was against me. And every time I have stumbled, I have returned to you like that little girl with bare knees who cried inside, so as not to seem afraid.
A legacy of love and strength
Having you as a mother is constant learning, an extraordinary challenge, a source of solidity and will. And, above all, having you as a mother is a wonderful gift. I don’t know if you are aware of the strength and security that you give us, true matriarch of a family that you have worked with delicately, day after day, taking care of it and softening it. This family that now looks at you happy and grateful is your work, your conquest. You have sculpted us with an indomitable chisel, giving us the courage that life will demand of us, but also with a soft brush that reminds us, at every moment, of the goodness of the soul. Woman of firm convictions, you have transmitted to us the commitment to our small and wounded homeland, the strength to dream of distant horizons and the greatness of loving without conditions.
A love that transcends time
Just as you yourself have loved dad, from the first moment you met dancing sardanas: you, the girl from Barcelona who always wore a scarf around her neck; He, the young man from Cadaqués who overcame shyness to conquer you. We have seen you together and complicit for a long life, united by an indestructible golden thread that has linked us all around you. And when dad is gone, the memory of him has merged with you in such a way that we see it, when we see you, we have it, when we have you, eternal in your gaze.
a special birthday
You are now ninety years old, ninety, Mom, gosh, the number nine is impressive! But you are splendid in your ninety years, firm, determined, independent of everyone, your imposing personality intact. It is true that age has slowed your pace, which was once tireless, and that now your knees mark a slow rhythm. Health and the years, which remind us how implacable biology is. But time has not cracked your constancy, your infinite love for us, who are your eternal headaches, your ability to protect us. Today that we are here to celebrate your long life, let me tell you that having you as a mother is a constant learning process, an extraordinary challenge, a source of strength and will. And, above all, having you as a mother is a wonderful gift. Thank you for a life dedicated to us. Thank you for being our irreducible rock, our source of inspiration, our mother, mother of mothers. Happy birthday, Pilar.
