photos and memories
sometimes sweet and loving
sometimes much less.
sometimes sweet and loving
sometimes much less.
here are two very important people to me
Justin (left) and Grandmother Rosa Grandma Rose is my grandmother, the one who taught me to love the thread and myself!
is the grandmother who told me tales upside down, is the grandmother who
rather to teach me to do ... introduced me to the wire,
told me: "This is the cotton wool as this is, close your eyes ... and know them, over time you will learn to recognize it! then open your eyes and let the colors attract you, being attracted by the colors and the thread ... he'll tell you how he wants to be shaped by you. so you know that this trust You can trust yourself. Piccola, life will bring you joy and pouring out of tears but also in times sad you set out to work and follow the thread ... thoughts of you he will take you to the heart, in your heart and your will find yourself alone because you'll always know who you are and you will see your greatness, your light ".................
... The other person is my grandmother's friend Justin, who was able to take the place of the grandmother when she is gone from this world, I was only 4 years, but thanks to stritolanti hugs that made me, I continued to feel loved.
Many years have passed but I never heard their macanza.
Thank you very much for your love!
and this is one of the two shawls, and regalatimi made by her grandmother, one white, one pink, pink this then I got to my cousin Erica (daughter of his uncle Aldo) was born 12 years after me, it was right that she also had a memory of my grandmother!