Call them, if you want, Christmas suggestions, but this story that comes from Savona reassigns to the word “community” those values that have been lost over time. And if it’s just a fleeting story of goodness under the tree, never mind. Better than nothing.
In short, it all starts from a post that Mrs. Eleonora wrote a few days before Christmas on the Facebook page “Savona disappeared”. post shows a photograph of a small villa overlooking the port, right above the Aurelia and a few tens of meters from the Torretta. In the photo a red arrow points to an unlit window.
And then here is the text: “Dear family, when are you putting up the Christmas tree? I look forward to it every year, it brightens my day every morning at 6am when I go to work.” In a short time dozens of comments follow and the story is reconstructed. For many years, during the end-of-year holidays, that window was the setting for a colorful and illuminated Christmas tree. Everyone has guesses as to why the window remains anonymous this year.
But here the tenant of the building intervenes to explain the reason, her name is Tiziana and she is the widow of Sergio Rugiati, a very well-known doctor in the Savona area, who was head of obstetrics and gynecology at the San Paolo hospital and who passed away recently. . Mrs. Tiziana intervenes by writing a comment in which she explains that it was her husband who took care of setting up the tree and that after his death she no longer felt like taking it out of the attic and decorating it.
His words arouse emotion and solidarity and dozens of warm and affectionate messages. And then, like in a Christmas movie, something clicks. The next day the window hosts the colorful Christmas tree again.
And Tiziana explains with one of her posts: “I did it. Thanks to all of them I did it. I hope that from some point in the universe I can see my great love… I want to thank everyone for the words of encouragement, of solidarity towards me and for those of appreciation towards my husband, as well as my lifelong friend Laura who helped me hoist it, now that I have to do without my husband’s strength, and my precious neighbor and friend Sandra who replaced the golden hands of my favorite surgeon with her artistic sensitivity. And finally, a secret: I had already made him a Christmas tree on Saint Lucia’s day. I just don’t know where he is so I try to do a bit of him everywhere! (And the photo shows a small tree under the doctor’s grave, in the Zinola cemetery, ed.)”.
The widow and the Christmas tree in the window: the appeal via Facebook makes it reappear
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