Feliz viernes 12 de marzo, antesala de los festejos del día de la madre. Para todas las madres, biológicas, por adopción o de corazón: Muy muy feliz Día de las madres.

Cuando los nietos crecieron, la Tata se concentró exclusivamente en el cuidado de sus plantas y de Pelusa, el gato ya anciano que dormitaba en el sofá o a la sombra de las plantas.

Su amor mantenía las plantas hermosas, pero su favorito era un hermoso cariaquito naranja, matizado de florecitas amarillas. Realmente lo mimaba y hasta conversaba con él.

Conscientes de que esa eran sus flores predilectas, Zully y Ricardo, le obsequiaron un pote hermoso, para colocar la planta en la entrada. Y de lo que no estaban conscientes era de la magia que brotaba de esa planta siempre verde y llena de flores: alegría, cariño e ilusión, que se renovaban en cada visita a la abuela.

Happy Friday March 12, the prelude to the Mother's Day celebrations. To all mothers, biological, by adoption or by heart: Very very happy Mother's Day.

When the grandchildren grew up, Tata concentrated exclusively on taking care of her plants and Pelusa, the elderly cat who dozed on the sofa or in the shade of the plants.

Her love of hers kept plants beautiful, but her favorite was a beautiful orange face, tinged with little yellow flowers. She really pampered him and even chatted with him.

Aware that these were her favorite flowers, Zully and Ricardo gave her a beautiful pot to place the plant at the entrance. And what they were not aware of was the magic that sprouted from that evergreen plant full of flowers: joy, affection and enthusiasm, which were renewed with each visit to the grandmother.