Ieri abbiamo saputo che una parente di Luca è morta alla bella età di 96 anni. Stuff that if he comes to a similar age in good condition, I would leave that to a party, other than funeral.
I'm sorry, but I can not be sad for a person who has lived 96 years. I'm not so cynical to say "finally", but I shrug and say 'Oh well', her life has had time to have it "(not counting the sospirino of envy, because we who work up to 65-70-75 years with the cabbage that we come in addition to 90).
I often say they are not sympathetic to the elderly. Maybe. I think they are too, that fully understands that many older people behave in ways they know to be false excuses, like "you know, poor / a, has age.
At this point, I am waiting anxiously the moment pass by "that bitch" to "you know, poor thing, has an age." The fact is that probably will not ever get there, because I shall educate my children ( and hopefully my grandchildren) to respect people, not their age.
And I, who as a young man I never was a sugary, certainly not become a gentle and wise grandmother. In fact, although I look like my grandmother Agnes, I hope that my children and grandchildren have the strength to hold my destructive potential.
But, unlike my grandmother, Agnes, I'd like to leave something more than a few anecdotes about my life. After all, I know her pretty much: I know what happened, not what you thought. I know he had a violent father, but I do not know if you liked him or if he was afraid to like him. I know that the widow had a hard life, but I do not know what he thought of our struggles to reconcile family and work. She died too soon because I could ask him.
I would be strong and special as you, but more open and communicative. I would like to keep abreast of new technologies, but not only in the kitchen as she did. I want my loved ones I find flaws, but I would also be able to accept their criticism and improve. I would like to be like her in going to business situations, but without forgetting that the form has its own weight. I want my loved ones feel my love is not so much in the works (which are 3 cabinets tablecloths are a bit 'excessive) and in the heat of my feelings (and I talk about feelings, not sinister manipulation of guilt). I would like to have his passion, but without his recklessness (and therefore makes me very tenderly the idea that my grandmother was still unwise to 80 years). I wish that none of my loved ones would feel compelled to justify to my own fault ("you know, my grandmother, you understand, has an age ...").
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