Thanks, Krystal! I really appreciate the time it took for you to read it! :)

I was so lucky to have (and still have, lucky me!) Such a wonderful and encouraging friend… I really took an extra long detour to understand what my cello really meant and how important my mission to play it was still. In my mind, I left my mother where and when she was buried, in that distant year 1986. Mentally, I left her there because it was too painful for me to even think about her… I almost forgot everything about her existence with me and my old family. Embracing that instrument once again made me realize that my mother’s spirit was still around me. If it hadn’t been for Donatella, who kept including my mother in our talks about my cello mission, the situation would probably never have been resolved.

I think she is such a perceptive woman that understood the parallel block I had for my mother and my cello, both abandoned and forgotten. With such a strategic plan to have my instrument restored to play it again, she fulfilled a double mission: to reunite me and my cello and make me recognize my mother’s everlasting love for me.

So, dear Krystal, I wish you to find your inner peace for a full reconciliation with the past. You need to clear the dusty dark chamber (I remember your beautiful poem, Lights Out) to let go of old life, assumptions, and beliefs. We must enter the game in order to close the circle (there’s always one) and finally find that peace. But it has to be in due time, and I’m sure it will surely come, if it hasn’t already happened.