Sweet last sparks that shine in the night
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For this occasion the word was chosen: Celebration
My grandfather is holding one of the fireworks we brought, in the middle of the night our lights are blazing and taking us back to old memories.
I have had this tour pending for some time, but for various reasons we had to postpone it, now is the time, it cannot be left for later.
My children play nearby and are waiting to see the fireworks in the sky, we already turn off the nearby lights so that they can be enjoyed much better, we will soon enjoy a beautiful show. Brief, but bright and vibrant. Ephemeral, but full of fire.
My children threw themselves on the floor on their blankets and placed their cushions under their heads to have a more comfortable view, these children are very given to comfort. I could laugh at myself thinking that at their age I was a little hurricane full of energy and without paying much attention to the search for comforts, I guess they turn out to be smarter than me. Well, being comfortable they can save their energy and use it later to continue running and jumping when the lights in the sky are burned out and we turn on the nearby headlights again.
My grandfather suddenly comes over and leans on my side, that's strange. He was never a man to be very close physically. But considering that he recently went through a period of hospitalization in which all contact or proximity was forbidden, I suppose that now he wants to make up for what he did not have.
"Thank you." It was a word spoken softly, in a voice worn by time, but charged with affection and sincerity.
I didn't say anything, I put my arm around his shoulders and continued to sit there, but the tears were sliding down my face freely, I didn't bother to wipe them away.
The sky flashes with multiple colors.
It is these moments that we will treasure as good memories.
While there is still time, I want to continue creating memories so that later, when our time together is over, I can say with total justice that we take advantage of our lives and enjoy them all together.
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