Nonno

Exactly one year and one day ago I was coming back from the beach when I received the news you had gone to the hospital. Well, I didn’t worry so much, because grandfathers are our heroes and heroes are always strong. I knew I’d see you soon and I’d hear you complaining about the medical care, the remedies that you’d have to take, we were going to laugh all this and for your stubbornness you were already going to work. But it didn’t happen. Then, the next day I received the news that nobody in the world wants to receive. But I still don’t know to define this kind of feeling, because day after day, even passed the three hundred sixty-five days of the year, for me, you're still alive. It seems that when the weekend comes from, I feel I’m going to visit you and you’ll be there with your dark pants, light shirt, the same hat ever and, of course, the good humor that only a grandfather can have. I honestly can’t remember seeing you angry. That's how I’ll always remember you: smiling... And I know that your smile is the brightest star in the sky.