Yesterday, October 18, 2010, was a very important event.
My mother, in fact, has made the beauty of 50 years!
To mark the occasion, I wanted to give her a symbolic gift.
This is because I feel exactly the gift in question can not be regarded as nothing more than a symbol.
One way to give her confidence, to give the idea I was there, still alive and constant.
To give you the knowledge that I for her are still there, as she continues to be there for me.
To be honest, I would like for my mother so much more.
I wish such an important event (a goal I would say as few) as the age of 50, was accompanied in his life, even from a deep inner peace.
We would like to do more much more than what you do.
To begin, I want to publicly thank Forum Skill that I attend every day, for providing the information that helped me find the right idea for the gift to my mother.
In fact, I wanted to do much more if only we had thought before, my gift would have been even more elaborate, however, in the few days when I'm busy, I was forced to limit clear , focusing only on the essentials.
My real gift should be a very different thing, but sometimes I think it's something so great to be able to doubt it can actually achieve.
fact remains that I can one day find the right way for that too.
For now, I can only be very pleased that the gift I have for my mother, that gift material, and purely symbolic, about which I have spoken thus far, and the like.
I still very clear in mind (but, moreover, has spent only one day) his expression when, yesterday morning, I approached her, and I handed in my hands what I had prepared for her.
was moved, and I was moved too, to see her.
Today, I want to make a gift to you, showing you what I gave to my mother.
I mention this because I feel obliged by my writing this blog in a post dedicated to an important event in the life of my mother.
Notwithstanding that, for me, the greatest gift for her would be a very different thing than what I have done.
But this, here, I can not, and I will not, talk about it.
What was, in short, the present material, symbolic, for my mother?
Nothing but an album to open and browse, to see us inside the various phases of their lives.
Not being able to dwell on issues over time (but I would gladly), I had to just focus on the decades of the life of my mother.
I wanted to write and draw a longer history of his life. Instead, I've only spoken
several decades.
The first is 1960, year of birth of my mother.
Following this, the following decades, up to 2010 which is the current decade.
To complete each drawing, an image (created inspiration from family photos, or when you do not find any that I liked, with images from the Web) acconmpagnata by a brief caption.
The album in question (with a cover), I also associated with a greeting card, with a short maximum.
Below, I show you the complete picture of the gift, in its various components.
start with the greeting card, decorated with a flower that I made with the technique of quilling :
course, a greeting card is made to be opened.
Here's how you show the inside (you can also read a little rough, but I would say just a little thought):
It 's the turn of the album.
starts from the cover, which shows an image of a fairy-butterfly:
looks like the album once opened (note the papers related to Cover with a thin wire, so it is easier to browse):
Then there are the individual pages to browse.
The first four shows of the writing to read, here they are:
After the last written, start the parade of images.
Each is accompanied, as I said, with a caption below.
Above, instead, it reads the date of the decade referred to the image.
In this first image, we see my grandparents (Maternal, of course) posing during their marriage (it seemed the best choice to represent the idea behind the birth of my mother in 1960):
This is a child who I designed to represent the childhood of my mother, during the decade 1970:
In the 1980s, my mother is already a girl. This image shows the
in his condition at that time, wearing a strange uniform male:
The decade 1990 made me think of my mother's condition had recently become a mother for the first time.
I was born in 1988, so earlier this decade I was 2 years.
Here I am, in the arms of my mother
years pass, and we arrived in 2000.
Start a new millennium. This required an image
Explanatory
The last image is one that refers to the present.
We are in 2010, and we're celebrating an important birthday, with a careful eye to the future ...:
The first thing I thought of my mother reflecting sull'importantissimo milestone reached yesterday, was the fact that by making 50 years, she has achieved in its own right, the half a century.
However, as I have pointed out, this is not necessarily the best way, or at least not the only one to see things.
Also because, on reflection, maybe I should think of this great achievement as something whole, more than half the something.
And, finally, will remain only a picture, to grasp the whole.
An image of a moon that dips into the blue sky, looking timidly to be seen in the eyes of those who, far from her, on earth, with an eye carefree peers and admired.
A moon that would be even closer.
A few steps away, just like you see in the image with which I wanted to open this post.
A moon that knows how to show all its beauty and its profound love, if only we can discover all over herself.
And, even in the darkest of streets, she will, anyway, our guide.
Christmas, Mother .
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