Am I dreaming? I woke up blessed by the rays of sunlight that tore me an unexpected smile, accompanied by a precious and insinuating clarity. What would this be? I realized it was a different day, a day of change with a high effect and impact. As an impulse, I pushed myself to remember the sequence of images in my dream, however, without a result I only remembered one word scattered in my misunderstanding: Bond. Alone it was a strange word, I could not understand its meaning but I knew this was a treasure to be discovered, a meaning beyond a simple word.



Throughout the morning, I felt a strong and extreme desire to speak with my parents. It seemed like an unusual warning but, for moments, sowed the feeling of the desired and expected word. Noc! Noc! The doorbell rings and I realize my parents were at the door. I was surprised as I knew it was rare for them to visit me at this time of the day. I open the door and envision their uninterrupted desire to talk to me and take me to lunch. It can’t be! It is impossible! Impressed by what was happening to all, we both magically had the same strange dream and as I, they could only remember one word, the same I did. Amazed and frightened at the same time, we started asking questions to each other but unfortunately we all had lost the trail that would take us to the treasure, because we did not know how to stimulate our memory and find the key to this mystery. There we were, the three with perplexed looks and excited like kids, we accepted this dream as a divine challenge, a compass that would lead us to a new way, the sign that something will happen.

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From one second to the next, we were more united, stronger, something profound had changed us, without knowing what. Still, we knew that our relationship would never be the same. We went donw the stairs of the square where we were having lunch, and we intuitively hold hands. “Felt this?” We all said together, an inexplicably touching and enlightening shiver, in a second it all seemed so clear, the dream… finally all that misunderstanding which actually never existed, disappeared. The dream portrayed us in the creation of a restaurant with our genes, a space with three different formats, and each of them was the face of each of us. The bond was our splendid and strong union, beyond the simple connection between son and parent. It was like we all were in sync in the same channel, the channel of life. The expected and desired word was the foundation for the possible “creation”, affection, respect and friendship are and will always be the key for our bond.