When I was young, my mom ask me why I love look at the stars
I don't give any answer, I just kissed her
When I was teenager, she asked me the same question
I tell her : "One day, you gonna be like this", she didn't understand me
When I was thirty, my husband ask me why I'm always sad when I look my daughter
I tell him : "Why are you sad when, in the past, you looked our cat ? He is dead and she gonna die one day." He leave me with her.
Ten years later, my mom have an car accident. She died. I didn't cry, I just look at the stars and I said :
"Mom, you became a shiny star, and I always see you like this. We all gonna die, but not the stars."