How speak about one without be pretencious or not song nice.
Insteaad of that I can tell an anecdota or something that hapennes me in the past.
One day when I was looking for something old in the house of my grandmother, something strange happen to me, I dont know how explain good, but my grand mother aper like a no want spect and she actued no watching me looking for same thing of me, while we are searching ‘the thing’ she dont stop speaking and tell me something never gone forget “be your self, be like a most star that you can, olways speak with respect, be patient and the most important, the time is very important but what we do with him more, so dont think in nothing empty your mind cloud the eyes and you gone find the way”

I am scared, but was my nana, and rarely she always make me confortable. Never look she when I was in this old house, never turn the head for she how are the dead, I dident need, she was, she.
I remmeber shes words and clous my eyes, and you know, not find that was looking for but yes one family allbum. She looks sooo sexy and cleaver, In all the pictures she was caren me or looking to me.
The destiny is wonderfull, make it thr present same.