A year ago I was in the hospital, so sick I was sure I would die. So sick, I wrote a will and an informal goodbye.
A year later, and I had a lot to say on the matter, I wrote myself a long letter, but I don’t know how much of it is worth sharing here.
Most of all, I want the Alessandra of one year ago to know: you are still here.
Alessandra Ranelli 
Give me validation.