And so I became my grandmother. Always in the kitchen thinking about the next meal, worrying about everyone's happiness but her own. An infinite list of things to do: dirt spots to be cleaned, mouths to be fed, clothes to be hanged, kids to bathe, and so on... Vó Nega never looked at the mirror twice. Luckily, she didn't need it, she was a very beautiful old woman, with pale skin and blue eyes. Her nose was very small and thin. When I finally grew up and wasn't much around, she became Vó Lena. But to me, she'll always be Nega. If I become anything similar to my grandma, I'll proudly bear this flag and live this life; among other things such as... taking better care of myself! After all, I don't have her blue eyes!!! Love you, Vó and miss you a lot!
juliana, agora sei quem é o seu modelo, a sua referência "doméstica", vamos dizer assim.
ReplyDeletemas você não chega a se "tornar ela", você aprende com ela e, ao que tudo indica, dá um salto além - o que certamente a deixaria cheia de orgulho da neta.