A selection of souvenirs from Luisa Molina Saez.
Years pass, but the memories you clothes, comfort lament the possible speed in passing, he wanted to do and did ...
live in Armilla, the birthplace of my father and paternal family in general.
of each week, one day we met them at the Diego grandfather's house for lunch, my cousins, my uncles ...
I spent big, and that family unity was, and remains very good.
Azorín On the street, compared to where my guys campillo bred.
The good weather, the flowers, the delicious food of my aunts, fond memories.
Every day, before dinner, my grandfather Diego went shopping on her bicycle with basket, buy eggs and bread in the "little shops" everything in its establishment, always said that the eggs were too small one, and that the bread should be the day, things grandparents. I walked into the store with the mounted on the bike, it was a fun ride, kid stuff.
always took the opportunity to buy the typical rich, oil pan, I loved that bit in the corner before coming home to eat, broke the bread into two pieces, one for me and one for him, and say, "Hurry and eat, that your aunt to get home, do not suspect we've piqued.
was great, my grandfather and I were attuned to some mischief, or at least, my aunts say this, but it was fun.
always we got home the forgetfulness of having committed no sugar cleanse her blouse, so we caught, but ... never understood, that always ended up with the meal, we left nothing ... I guess never would be, why the extra pounds.
Anyway, I was happy, sometimes I miss some meetings with the grandfather and the others ...
My years now in this town have been most beautiful, still here today, this is not just a single anecdote, but it could have thousands and pleasant.
I have 21 years already, and my grandfather died, was a strange and sad loss, and though life goes on, in this case, also remains with us, wherever you are.
(Pictured Luisa as a child, with grandparents)
