Elena Beatriz Tomasel, Membro efetivo da SPPA (Sociedade Psicanalítica de Porto Alegre) On April 1st, a short, elderly woman moved into the apartment next door , and at first, she was excited, despite all the reservations, her son had given her, who, as always, was against innovation. Mara felt beyond happy, filled with new energy. She felt revitalized, because in addition to a new physical space, she felt excited about the inaugural possibility: a new phase. Plans? By this stage of life, she had learned that plans were no longer necessary. The important thing was simply to live. And that was what interested her. To let happen and experience everything that arose. The new smells, tastes, views— in short, the new sensations that would blossom in this space adjacent to the previous one, but new. The previous apartment had been her first in this new city, and now, finally, the next one had been rented for a longer period. Legal precautions and contracts had been arranged in the initial months. Now, the chance to extend her stay was the chance to acquire new things. Sandra Brito Fornelos, Sociedade Portuguesa de Psicanálise On April 1st, a short, elderly woman moved into the apartment next door. We were very curious to meet our new neighbor. This had always been a very quiet neighborhood, with a lot of family life and surrounded by green spaces and some flowerbeds that left a sweet scent in the air during the spring. It was wonderful to live here. I remember, countless times, the long work nights when we knew the dawn was about to break when we began to hear the intense chirping of birds, announcing the beginning of a new day. In recent years, we had seen great changes taking place: many of the older residents had left, replaced by groups of young foreigners who changed weekly. It became difficult to get to know the neighbors or establish any kind of relationship with them, given the short stay. The usual tranquility and stillness were frequently disturbed, and the flowerbeds, flowers, streets, and spaces were no longer as carefully tended. In a large city that can sometimes become hostile, this little corner of ours was a refuge we wanted to keep intact, fostering close relationships and caring for one another in an empathetic, warm, and affectionate reciprocity. The thought of having the apartment next door occupied again left us eager to see what would come next, and, full of curiosity, we knocked on the door to introduce ourselves and bring a small welcome gift: some delicious homemade cookies.
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