I made 36 years ..... I'm in the prime of youth with the adult head.
You were there when I was born and although I guess I do not remember your lenses and loving gestures.
I turned 36 years old and feel the lightness in the heart of fanciulezza.
You were there when I was little and I remember the long stories under the covers and taste of water and tamarind.
I am 36 years old and mother of three, with all the hardships that children may entail. You
of years you have a little 'more and no less than 6 children, raised with love and simplicity of the past.
36 years and I often imagine my future and I get lost in a thousand fantasies .... You are already in
your future and you're struggling to hold on with each passing day.
great .... I'm 36 years old, but my heart is back Saturday morning to a baby girl .... and tears have passed through my cheeks and I felt all the pain I feel inside.
You've got a bit 'of years more and last week you played the hardest game best you could ....
I am 36 years old and the day of my birthday, I prayed more intensely strong and I could hold you for a while 'here with me .... and you heard.
I saw you in that bed so small and little girl .... I took a bit 'after you and I kissed and touched your skin with all the love I had inside.
You, as always, I've proven to be more stronger than any forecasts and have your 40 kg in the strength of a lion.
now spend every day thinking about my 36th birthday and the pain that I've heard ... so I'll be sure not to give it for granted that what you wanted to say ... I'll say it again tomorrow.
I love you Grandma!
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