It was a sad day today because I was at the funeral of our principal, who passed away a few days ago. It was an intimate and emotional moment in one of the public cemeteries in my town. A large group of people came together, and we were all just there, thinking about her in silence. We placed a rose on her urn and accompanied her to her final resting place. There were two speeches: one from the priest and another from the head of the school district, who was shocked by the news of her death.
At one moment, I felt her warm presence, and when I looked up at the sky, thinking of her, I saw a flock of birds. I felt as if it was her in some kind of form, showing her presence and telling us that she was safe and at peace.