When I was little, my grandmother would lie me in a hammock
I would look at the sky and when rocking the hammock the sun's rays fell on my face, I also felt the calm of the wind on me.
I played with the sun, I imagined being able to touch the sun, when the sun illuminated my eyes with closed eyes and when I opened them I saw the sun again.
I knew that the sun would always be there. Like my grandmother.
Although later when I was older, my grandmother died.
I am very grateful to her. She gave me a lot of love and affection. She always took my hand when I was afraid and when I slept next to her.
She strengthened me.
I understand now, people come into our lives to always teach us something, to value life and its existence.
MaricrisMeza