“My grandparents's picture”
I remember my grandfather looking at some old pictures, pictures of youth, of strength and pride. Getting closer to one of them I notice from the picture of an old couple familiar faces that got my eyes attention. I ask who they are in these pictures, the answer which I suspected in my mind found satisfaction. The young couple in the pictures in front of me is the same people in front of me. The picture was taken the day my grandparents married, sharing the some love they have been always carrying. I ask them what will become of the picture, “we will restore it” they answered, to be honest it was in a bad shape but with some work it could shine again showing the long-standing love my grandparents have and will have. With this event I have changed, for my doubts about feelings have come to an end. Know that death, a necessary end, consumes our bodies, but as in life it seems that true feelings can stand a chance against the test of time.