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Mother's letter

Regjisori italian ia dedikon mamasë së tij filmin “Ishte dora e Zotit”. Për të thënë atë që nuk mundi ta thoshte kur ajo ishte gjallë. “E për këdo që ende mundet, kam vetëm një këshillë: thuajeni”, shkruan Paolo Sorrentino.

Mother's letter

By Paolo Sorrentino / Who knows if in the afterlife you are allowed to go to the movies. Mom could see the letter I wrote to her, through this movie. The letter that rests every day in the soul of already grown children. Where we write, with the thought and the words we did not say, that miracle that existed or did not exist, but that will always remain in our lives forever: the idea of ​​the wonderful.

We had wonderful moms and as kids we didn’t know. They cultivated wavering behaviors, hungry for guilt. For example, in the midst of a quarrel, my mother used to say, "Oh, how much you will suffer when I am no more!" We did not want to believe it because we rejected the concept of death. But, of course, that's how it happened. How could it be otherwise. It was a brief confrontation with vain and sincere malice. On the other hand, wickedness tends to always be free. But it was another world.

My mom was in a hurry, but very loving. The irony was the relief of every problem. In the early signs of adolescence, when a person begins to touch the depths, because of that disturbing gravity, my mom used an irritating technique: minimize. When I grew up, I realized. It seemed to me the only way. To minimize. It's not very useful, but it's pretty hard to find other ways. Today educating children is a real mission. For my mom's generation, it was another burden life imposed on her. However, it was full of love. But I found out later. And when I had the words to say it, she was no more.

This is why I like to think, with the naivete of a child, that in the afterlife a movie can be seen. To say what I could not say. And for anyone who can still, I have only one piece of advice: tell them. Even at the cost of looking funny, sentimental or to burst into tears. To grow it is necessary to go through the gates of laughter and tears. Adult tears. The only way a mom can recognize in front of herself the wonderful baby we have all been.

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