A true story

Hi guys! I’m the last one but I’m here and today I will tell you a story, a true story, It’s about me and my grandpa.

Around ten years ago my mom needed to work in São Paulo and just came home on weekends and my dad was working at night so I needed to sleep all the week in my grandparents’ house, it’s made me very close to them.

I grew up, and every week I made sure to visit my grandparents, it was very important for me, because I knew that people are not forever. This year I started to study in Rio de Jeneiro but, I was always telling them.

Last week my grandpa died and it was so difficult for me, I went home for a week to stay with my family and what made me feel better was a sure, a sure that everything a cold do, I did and all the memories I have about him, are good memories.

Everything that happened made me think about how the life is short, and how people sometimes forget to say “I love you” I said…. And now, I have a sure in my heart, I loved him, a love him and I will always love him.

~Ana Barboza