Hi Grandmother, Hi grandmother, I know you can´t see me, you can´t speak me, you can,t see me, hear me,... because you aren´t with us, and I think when a person died there isen´t nothing after. I don,t crazy, but I need to talk you sometimes. and writing about you I miss you. your name is Carmen. you from Gata, Cáceres (Spain). and you lived en Móstoles, Madrid (Spain), near my house. you lived alone in your house but you always went to visit me, my mother and my sister. you had 81 years old when you died. and you worked a long time clening a house until you retired. I always remember you with a red sweter and dark skirt. you had white hair but my aunt always painted your hair. My mother, my sister, my aunt, and I and all the family think you were a very good person. you were very happy with us althoug you had problems in your live, ( civil war, and your hudsand died very young and you had four children. I admire you for it. You loved the fruit and you knew all Móstoles´greengrocers. Grandmother you were, are and you will the person most important en the world for my. I don´t see you since december last year but I talk you every day we love you