My favorite photograph.

My favorite picture it’s on my pedestal table.  It shows my grandmother and me. My grandmother was the best person I’ve ever met. She never judged me, I was always able to talk to her about everything, about all the things I needed and I wanted. She changed everything and she always tried to understand me.

She was older, way older, but despite that she always tried to understand everything I said. Perhaps she didn’t agree with everything and sometimes she even reprimanded me but I always knew I could count on her.

If it wasn’t outspoken, it was her silence or the way she touch my hair that made me feel that everything would be ok.

That is why that is my favorite photograph. And my mom taked in 2005 when I was returned from a trip.