PATSY

I once knew a beautiful woman named Patsy. 60 years old, incredible blue eyes.
We happen to meet at Wilmington, North Carolina, in a very cozy hostel on a saturday morning.

It´s funny how a stranger can change your point of view about life in exactly 30 minutes time. This lady fought against cancer twice, doctors who treated her said she would die in less than 2 years. But she refused to think this was the final statement. She hanged onto her life. By the time she told me this story she was celebrating 12 years of life, she is confirming every day that doctors are not always right. She was spending half of her retirement money, to do all the things she wanted to, like staying in a hostel and start a conversation with me, a stranger.

Eventually, we decided to go to a nearby cafe and grab a bite to eat, while continuing with our encounter.

I must confess am a very sociable type of person, like to chat a lot and have to accept that this time, silence was more important. We came to the point where I felt in the need to reveal a profound secret, one attached to the connection between my father and me. It involves forgiveness, how to care about our family in distance, and how important love is, speacilly when you have to say “I forgive you”.

Somehow, Patsy started to share with me her secret to face any fear, to become a warrior in this everyday battle or the way she chose to call it… “my philosophy about life”.

She stared at me and hit me with the first rule 👆 “When a door opens, go through it”.

I smiled.

And then while I was feeling rather strong with the first rule, she replied: * “and in your case, be aware always to find a place to heal…* (she looked around and punched me with rule number✌️) "maybe, NOW and HERE, this is your place to heal”.

And it was.

This is my way to thank this delightful incarnation of love, who gave me the best two advices a man can ask in this game we call life.

St33m 0n, W0rld!!