Nos hacemos pequeños al envejecer, en un sentido positivo, no se trata de perder facultades, sino de regresar a ese mundo en que nos criamos, la prespectiva del cual era un basto abanico de posibilidades que no podíamos alcanzar, porque nuestras extremidades eran pequeñas y la lógica que operaba en las conversaciones atropelladas de café y humo de los adultos, ajena a la nuestra... De vuelta a casa, después de un largo viaje, sólo apetece descansar, disfrutando de las cosas que se tornan interesantes, curiosamente las pequeñas.... Núria, mi tía está enbarazada deMariona: bienvenida!!!
I guess I'm turning into a small size as growing old, in the best sense of word, it's about childhood's returns...back home again for a long travel I just wanna sit on a chair and take a rest, enjoy life: actually small things are apparently of interest...Núria, my aunt is mother-to-be, congratulations and wellcome!!!
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Ah, yes, returning to one's childhood. It can only be done successfully in the mind, but still it's fun to look into the faces of family and friends you haven't seen for many years. To smell the fresh bread baking as you pass that small family owned shop, to see how small a building you once thought was huge really is. Yes, indeed it's a time to sit back and listen.
"There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again." ~Elizabeth Lawrence