Recently my
family and I celebrated the 80th birthday of my grandmother, it was
just a few weeks ago. She was very excited about it so we prepared a special
party for her. In total we were fifty-something people; the house was full and
she could see people she hadn’t seen in a really long time.
The house was
decorated with balloons and streamers, the food was delicious and my grandma
had a crown with lights on it, she looked very funny. We even bought her a
piƱata that we filled with sweets. It was fun and special, besides in a certain
way, when we get that older we became children again, at least that it was I
think. Everything was beautiful and we had an amazing time.
As everyone
else, I don´t know how much longer it’s going to live my grandmother, so I
enjoyed seeing her like that; happy and full of life at that age. I wish I
would be like that at that age and not be a bitter old bitch.
Goodbye,
until next week.