Florencia
Levinton

This is the diary of a mother written to his first-born child, in a loving, epistolary style. "My hero has no regal characteristics, he is neither a prince nor an incestuous lover, yet for me, he is the karma of my life, the reason I get out of bed every morning, and from the moment of your conception, my raison d'etre". Assembling memories, from the present to the past, from yesterday to today, Florencia Levinton Schabelman recounts to his son all the changes brought up by his growing up. Winding avenues of grief and joy, of achievements and hope, and of conversions and separations. Extensive recount, passionate, tender, artless and genuine of a complicated but joyful walk down the path of life; showing with astonishing candor in a practically visual way, full of images and feelings, the complex texture of maternal love. Spotted with literary findings, this book slowly uncovers the deep vibrations of the soul of a woman that for the first time achieves her greatest dream: creation. Florencia Levinton Schabelman astonishes us, essentially for being able to describe everyday events with true literary quality. The last two lines, directed at her first-born, can be applied to all her readers: "Read my vowels and consonants, if you see yourself reflected in them, it's in the mirror of my soul; if you feel it's you represented in my lines, it's because you are the one that validates my ultimate calling, motherhood".