6th of August 2014
Joe was more than a friend, almost like a dad, a part of me, someone I could tell absolutely everything with no shame. He had worked with me on the project of Pamper the World and the concert. He had watched me fail, he had seen me falling slowly, and when I had touched the ground, he was here:
“Hey Idiot, get up and eat something. Here is your doggy-bag. Cretine!”
He was the one dying, but he fed me, he made me laugh...and cry sometimes.
6th of August, 4pm. Joe is lying dead in bed. A few hours later, 2 guys arrive with a coffin. Not a word for the family. They put the coffin next to the bed. We couldn't let them do it just like that. His son, his friend, his carer and I, grabbed the sheet and carried his body into the casket.
The 2 guys threw a blanket on his face, closed the coffin and went.
And Joe was gone.
28th of August 2014
Dad was beautiful and dignified. They had dressed him in his forest ranger uniform and his hair was shining.
We are all here around the open coffin: Mum, my sisters, their kids, and my brother in law. The kids had brought some flowers and drawings for him to take to heaven. One of the drawings was a heart with 2 big boobs, to make Papilou laugh.
Mum asks me to sing the song here instead of during the ceremony.
I chose Im Telech (if you go) by the Idan Raichel Project
One of the most peaceful moments ever.
Then, they closed the coffin, and each of us drove a screw into the wood.
And Dad was gone.
Hollywood is in Malta for the shooting of By the Sea.
Funny, when you think that this story started 5 years ago in Hollywood.
I got a tiny part as an extra in one of the scenes.
And here I am, 5 years later, standing right next to Mrs. Jolie and her husband.
I couldn't care less about acting.
I probably thought that the dream was not over yet, like a glimpse of faith. That I would, maybe, be finally lucky enough to present my project to them.
The truth is that we were just puppets in a million dollar world, where everything is fake and no words are spoken.
The best part of it? To be pampered by the make-up artist and the hairdresser....and oh, to watch the hot German lighting technician at work.
The only thing I have to understand and to accept is
This is the end.
Lyrics from http://www.hebrewsongs.com/song-imtelech.htm
Telech, mi yechabek oti kacha
Mi yishma oti besof hayom
Mi yenachem veyargia, rak ata yodea.
Ve'Im telech, lemi achake bachalon,
besimla shel chag sheyagia,
yechabek oti cacha, cmo she'ata magia
etze basade hamuzhav,
Yare'ach yair et panai,
she'cholmot col hayom rak alecha.
Kshe'tavoh, tisa oti bishtei yadeicha,
misadeh lanahar tirchotz et panai
vetagid li milim cmo sherak ata yodea.
you leave, who will hold me like this
Who will hear me at the end of the day
Who will sooth and comfort me, only you know how to
And if you leave, who will I wait for in the window,
in a holiday dress,
to come and hold me like this, as you come home.
When you leave,
I will go to out to the sun in the golden field,
morning and evening.
The moon, will light up my face
which dreams only of you all day long.
When you return, you will carry me with both arms,
from the field to the river, wash my face
and tell me words, as only you know how to.