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My dad has already passed away. He used to be a lawyer and also a politician, he was once Minister of Labour and then a member of parliament. He was great at his job, and complicated in his personal life. That never made me love him less.
I think my mom deserves a mention too, why only daddies?
My mother is a scientist, she works in organic chemistry and is a total brain. She also dabbles in law, as an expert in scientific patent copy cases. She is the most perfeccionist, organized person I know but can also be very loving and giving when she chooses to. She has been through a lot in her life and I love her very much. There is no-one in the world I can ever be more grateful for. I almost lost her a few years ago but hopefully that will not happen again for a long while.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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