A little about Roberto

 Here´s a photo of my mom holding me in her arms and my grandpa beside her, happy.  We are in vacations, traveling inside of a catamaran, in coquimbo. 

Today I came to talk about my grandparent, yesterday would have been his birthday, but he passed away when I was five. Even thought that is a very short age to have memories, I perfectly remember him, he had a beautiful soul. He taugh me how to ride horses, that´s why is my favourite animal. He put me on his mare when I was still a baby, and I instantly fell in love. It doesn´t seem necesary to tell you that I was his favourite granddaughter.

Also, he was the kindest person I knew, he lived for his family working on his field, where he had a little vineyard next to fruit trees and a little stable.  He was always worried about having a beautiful house where he can feed their three sons and teaching them basics things to survive like plant food and land work, plus living happy with my grandmother and cultivate values.



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  1. My grandmother died when I was 6 years old, and even so I remember her perfectly. I think that when important people leave our side we never forget them.

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