An amazing woman
When I think about life and how fast the years go away, like liquid slipping through ones’ hands, it often comes to my mind the lessons I learned from my grandmother. There are not enough words to describe this amazing woman. My grandfather died when my father was only 3 years old, leaving my grandmother alone and taking care of six restless children. My grandma worked every day with a smile on her face, and is thanks to her dedication and noble soul that my father became who he is today, and therefore I became who I am today. When I was 15 years old I moved out and started living in an apartment, during this time I often visited my grandmother and spend many hours talking with her about her own memories and life itself. She convinced me about living life in peace, and to be kind to one another, and especially to be clear about whom you are, because that is “one of the most important thing to learn in life”. My grandmother taught me to be strong and to defend my convictions. I still find peace from the moment I enter her home and she gives me that warm motherly love, just as she gives me way more food than I could possibly eat. I remember from my childhood seeing her do many things, I learned patience when I was her sewing a small sweater for one of her many grandsons, or working on those 5,000 piece puzzles. I learned about many amazing books when I was a small curious child searching for treasures in her always neat room; and indeed how many treasures she had in there, not all the gold in the world will be worth more to me than her paper and plastic treasures, the ones that gave me many hours of fun. I always find advice in her wise words; she has become a teacher and a figure of respect in my life. Now, when I talk to her I get to know another part of life, a part I didn’t knew before, through her stories I get to meet new people, and get to know people that are no longer here with us. Through her ability to tell stories and anecdotes she opened a door inside me, because she has taught me about the lives of many people and therefore many different lessons. Thanks to her I appreciate each day, and value each year that comes by, because every hour that passes is never coming back. And it is true, that life goes away fast, like liquid slipping through your hands, but as my grandma taught me, what a beautiful and precious liquid it truly is.