As soon as you take up my thoughts there is a warm breeze that takes up the air. You were forever young, as adventurous and fearless. You could cook like a master and jump like a kiddo. You loved to listen to my stories while grabbing my toes between your fingers. You tought me so much about the art of being quiet as looking for an answer in the encyclopedia. I can relate many things to you and your image comes immediatly, as when I dry the utensils with a clean cloth, or when I wear my grey shoes, or seeing anyone driving backwards... no one would ever do it as good as you did. You felt empathy toward others in pain in such a natural way. You were so important to me. You did an amazing run on that earthquake evening, running 11 stories down to ground level checking on me... I swear you were the one and only wonderwoman... Last week during three consecutive days I wanted to call you so bad dear grandma. I miss our conversations. The day you were gone , sadly, I had to face the fact that not having you around was the end of my childhood by all means. I know you are with your loved ones, you were missing them so badly. Take a glimpse at me....keep an eye on us. I will always love you.
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