Friday, August 13, 2010

Online Make Janam Kundali

LOVE THE SMELL OF "THE BEST IN THE WORLD"

children's funny .... we make judgments about what is good or bad that a father or mother may be ... it's hard to say whether it was a good husband .... in the end that it's up to the wife to decide and judge ... I have always talked about my father like that ... in the parental role as a mere spectator ... I can say that from the outside appeared to be a great husband ... at least my mother's love was obvious ... too obvious ...



thing I always liked my father and husband were the details ... roses, letters, anything she liked, I remember several times my mother found in her car after work the surprise of a nice detail ... maybe as an apology for any error or folly committed at that time .. my childhood did not allow me to understand the intent, but the signal in the face of my mother to find a surprise it was incredibly good ... for the birthday of every one of us missing her daughters floral arrangement to my mother as a thank you and congratulations for being the mother of us ... my mother and my father expressed the great companion of his life ... his friend, his protector confident ... ......



The extremely caring ... he was always on the lookout for it ... my mother a strong personality ... always hiding their vulnerability ... the one my father always knew aparantemente and peaceful nature, quiet and serene ... turned out to be always the gentleman who protected his beautiful princess ...



Upon the death of my father thought much of my mother ... because they were very united, they apparently relied heavily on ... emotionally to criticism and misunderstanding of the people my mother decided mourning for a year ... it was then I learned that grief is a process ... and have to live it as such ... not ... to avoid pain and that nothing happens and go ... no ... you have to suffer pain .... you have to mourn, we must give place ... my mother did ... and completed the year he decided that life continues and the love for my father will never die ....



is now that I look stronger ... its nearly 70 years of age ... your strength amazes me ... his health, his lucidity, independence ... the meaning so great that he has found life ... a few years ago is retired elementary school teacher, a vocation he loves but as she expressed in her words ... it is a profession and as misleading, why decide to retire to the disappointment found in the current system .... There is still work as a teacher at a night school for adults .... love your work ... and does so with all honesty, passion ... saved from each generation to teach in elementary school that a book with photographs of each of their students and with a message or a reminder letter for each one of them ... and all expressed admiration, affection and respect ... How could he not love her as my father loved her? Reviewing



my papers a few days ago .... I found a poem my father wrote to my mother ... my mother gives me to keep it ... and it is amazing to confirm how much he loved to read ... the admired ...



God has given me the best gifts in the world ... My parents have been the first ... the most important that I got to start in this world ... is they are not perfect ... as I am now that I have had to grow and to accompany two people who love me unconditionally .... and even though I constantly repeated sofia: "You're the best mom in the world ".... do not quite believe it .... but I can not repeat that my parents "ARE THE BEST IN THE WORLD "....





Here I share the poem ....



"For all you granny to peaceful rest in her rocking chair waiting for the day ends, without waiting for change just ue the tender smile of his granddaughter.



To me you are more than that. Women are aroused in my soul the feeling of love, affection.



The woman whose smile disturbs my senses and makes me see more beautiful every day.



're the woman who with her presence and her tenderness accept my mistakes and be glad of my success.



're the woman who represents the essential axis on which turns our home.



're the woman who has managed to win the affection of his pulse and daughters who suffered with them their diseases, but who watched his dreams to see them become women of good .



're the woman he has given happiness, which has managed to correct their mistakes and that has magnified the glory of his family and has kindly accepted the yeros with wisdom.



're the woman who has learned to be a daughter, sister, wife, mother and now grandmother.



're the best woman in the world. "



A KISS TO ALL.

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