Christmas gifts are all still beautiful to be great does not say what is the best gift, but when I was a child I was always a ranking and on top there was always one of my mom and my grandparents.
This year, despite my 34 years I played there I too rank. Net.
I received two extraordinary gifts, by extraordinary people.
My mom gave me a diary he kept from when he learned that expecting a baby. He knew what I wanted, lived with me the concerns and difficulties without telling me and began to put on paper his thoughts day by day, by 22 December 2008. After two years he decided to give me his thoughts and Nicholas, his love already blossomed into a pulsating dot in my belly.
My mom has always been so, full of love, attention and heart. But the true heart. As my grandfather (his father).
The second gift was given to me by my brother, the first picture of me and Anita, I had never seen it, I have a facial expression indecipherable, tired, relaxed, happy, ecstatic. Inexplicable. Anita gets the milk (colostrum rather) and its first swimsuit, all white and we've bought myself a Niccolò a summer morning, before he was born, with some strange sensations that passed through his head.
I have always known to be very lucky to have a family special, strange, but special, caring, loving.
Well, at this moment I am touched by what I feel close, hugged, cuddled and loved by people who love the most as a result. I have one fear, are at their height?
I want a world of good, thanks.
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