This painting class has represented too much for me, as a person, as a professional and emotionally, my aunt has been through one of the most difficult periods of her life.
After 2 and a half years of struggling with her husband's serious health, he decided to leave for eternal peace, which has been for her something that I think we never know how to live it as human beings.
From that moment I knew that she would need not so much company but moments that would make her feel that she still has a lot of things to do and live.
At our last dinner last week I made her see some of the paintings that we have at home and that I have made, she was open mouthed and told me that it was one of the things she had always wanted to try, in which my head immediately thought of making it happen.
Without telling her anything beforehand, I called her and told her that I was going to her house and that we were going to paint that picture that to paint that picture that she liked and the most important thing is that she would do it with her hands, it was too funny to see her reaction and telling me repeatedly that it would be impossible for her. At the same time I was there telling her that it was not true, that we all have the freedom to try and have new experiences and that age is not a problem.
She repeatedly told me that who made me think that I should spend time with an 82 year old woman, and with a smile I told her that I was happy to fulfill one of her dreams and keep them forever.
How do I define this experience?
Magical, a night full of laughter, patience, discussions and criticisms with each other always in fun mode, I saw her smile with one of the purest smiles my eyes have ever had in front of me.
She is fantastic and we have dinner booked together to continue our painting lesson.
We should spend more time in our lives with the ones we love.
