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RE: Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | Mystery of the Forgotten Self

I opened my eyes out of nowhere and I find above me a huge white light that reflects all my face, I feel my body a little hard, I try to move my head to the sides to see what is around me, but there was only a small window and empty walls.
I don't know where I am, I don't understand what I'm doing in that place, everything is confusing and I just need to get out of there.
With some difficulty I manage to get up from the bed and leave the room, finding a colorful corridor decorated with pictures, some of them with my face, but even so I don't know my identity, much less the people who are with me.
I enter another room trying to get something to clarify my doubts and it is there when I can find a locket, I take it with trembling and sweaty hands, but when I open it a blurred image began to take shape in my mind: laughter, music and that person with whom I had in common something that I could not quite remember.

I just wanted to collect as much information as possible as soon as possible but I only had fragments, some more blurry than others.
I went into the kitchen and could remember the smell of my favorite cake, I took an album and sat down to look at it and suddenly there was a woman looking at me with eyes I knew, her smile was familiar. I turned the photo: on the back was an address.
I try to go outside and everything is worse, I find no direction or course but intuition as a survival strategy and I reach a giant house where when I enter the garden I see a figure in the distance totally amazed and immobile and when I get closer I realize that it is the person of the locket but more adult. With tears in her eyes she says “DESPERTASTE MAMÁ”.

Her name was Patricia and she was my daughter, as she talks to me I begin to remember moments, images, a whole tide of information in my mind that are putting together the big puzzle that is in my mind. Patricia describes my life, my likes and dislikes and what for me until now was a mystery for having been a forgotten being.

Although there was fog in my mind, there were also glimpses of hope and the possibility of a future full of redemption and love between my beloved daughter, my life and me. A strange and unfamiliar path to walk, but with the support I now had, everything would be different and more positive.