Then only golds men. Now I know that she is happy and has been happy because it happened something that seems simple but is complicated if the time that we are talking about is a lifetime; She loved and was reciprocated. Now my grandmother enjoys his old age and the tranquility. She walks towards the end of his life. But I’ve always thought that she is eternal. Perhaps because when I kiss him on the cheeks, again and again, I feel that I am part of my youth. It may seem absurd but I have always believed that no one wants to die in this world if he feels loved.
Why I want you, to give you life. The life that she gave to my mother. The life that she gave me to me indirectly. And the life that still gives me every day when I want as much as I want her. And as a counterpoint, I start my life from today.
I am seventeen years old and next year will go to the University. I will prepare my suitcases loaded with memories and I will pass on to Madrid to study Philology at the Complutense University. In a time where the Humanities suffer from a very serious crisis, I can not give back to my intellectual roots. Farmed my devotion to letters from my crib when I was still a baby. In each nana, every word, every hug of my grandmother I felt her writing from your heart. Because my grandmother might not have written many books, or you have received hundreds of awards. My grandmother wrote his life and in this life I have found my best legacy of wisdom. Original author and source of the article.