A special person.

Today I would like to write about a very special person who left traces in my being.

When I was a little girl I liked to watch how she made shoes on her machines that scared me a lot, I liked to run around their house and imagine that their patio was a forest, I liked to eat  hot peaches that fell from the tree and climb to the lemon tree, I liked to look at her in secret when she read books and I always admire her ability to read so many of them, I think she is the main driver that we acquire culture through letters.

With time she could not live alone so she arrived at our house, where everything was different for her. She liked to make salad, drink teapot tea, very hot food and be with my dog ​​Kivi or as she said "my baby".

This wonderful woman is my grandmother, who taught me to question everything and to acquire a taste for tea with very hot cinnamon.

Thank you where you are