Saudade

It's a pity that the language I chose to write this site in doesn't contain one of the most important words to be used in my texts: saudade. Because non-Portuguese-speakers might not understand the aphorism I'm about to blog, I'll give some information about the word in question before.

Well, I don't want to write too much, so what you have to know about saudade is that it is like missing but much more intense and deep. You can miss your family when they are traveling so as you can feel saudade of them. However, you can also miss a bus or a pencil without any deeper sadness involved. Saudade is a very deep feeling, always sad but, in many times, this sadness come together with a gigantic feeling of hope to kill this saudade, the moment in which you and your saudade's object will meet again.

This year I felt saudade in a couple of situations. I still feel saudade of close people who are not alive anymore. I feel saudade of friends and relatives who I haven't seen for weeks or months because they are abroad. I also feel saudade of the last New Year's Day travel to the beach.

I'd just like to say it dawned on me that the more painful saudade that exists is the one that is never killed, but put aside against one's will and fades away. I've already experienced this too.