This month, two weeks before my big event I have to rush to my dad’s hometown, my great grandmother passed away at the age of 89. She had pneumonia, was already deaf and blind.
Althought I didn’t any emotional attachment to her, I realized a lot of things.
I am getting older. The first generations of the family are one by one leaving the living life, passing all what they have to us, the young once.
I am not afraid to die per se, I am afraid to lose my loved once knowing that my time to show affection is never enough.
But these things are unavoidable, so from this day on, I will do my best to show how much I care. To insist only to do no evil towards my neighbors.
Since it is also lent today, my reflections say that we should love more.
This post is also dedicated to the soul of Miles Bellin, may she rest in peace.
