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is the text written by my brother, who will read today in honor of my grandmother and my grandfather.

We all called you "Grandma." It was a grandma like you in life. Some call you "Grandma Guita", but many found as "Granny Cake" you were going like a glove. It is true that you loved to spoil your grandchildren, but also your whole family to bake your cake and none. At every opportunity, your father gave literally overflowing tables.

Family feasts that you took such great care in organizing and preparation had the allure of cave of Ali Baba. There were mountains of gifts and goodies which flowed like a cornucopia.

Because when it came to giving, you do not count. Give yourself, your energy, your time, what you had ... You had

give to your family because the family was so important to you. This family, you knew to unite and gather, and there is no doubt that you were in the first pillar, the heart.

The heart, you do not fail, and you've given so much of it that brought you missed just for you, at the end.

Oh! it has not always been rosy, despite your efforts to cement the family, there was, as in any family, a few stories.

stories, what you could do, you and Grandpa! It was folk, a little hysterical, and yet, yet ... you could not stop you to join him. You were and will be forever inseparable.

That's why we want to tell you today, to both, you made our children more beautiful. How many memories you have left, how many others have helped us build, which will remain etched in our memories.

So here, now you're together again, already. We miss you, yes, but we do not regret what you let us. We will live in us the memory of those you were, touchingly imperfect, but so sincere humanity. It is the promise of your grandchildren that you love so much and want you to go.

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To you my grandparents

My grandmother has in turn left this world yesterday and joined my grandfather died three weeks ago. His heart Yesterday, one might say, has not held up. Maybe she wanted to join him after all these years, almost their entire lives spent together. Those who are trying to put words in their own way on the lack and departures.

Me, I think she joined, I think ultimately his life without him for it, no longer had the same effect. In recent years she had devoted herself to caring, cashing, although it was far from a saint, and then three weeks ago without doubt the shock was hard. They were married over 60 years and their history on earth and ends, but continues elsewhere.

My mother whose relationship with my grandmother were never simple and even painful, was able to say goodbye to him holding her hand as she was leaving. She spoke in her ear, I do not know what words, even if I doubt, but this belongs to history and it was necessary to tell him what she had heart. I am sure my grandmother when she was apparently conscious heard and felt my mother's hand in hers, that's what counts, is important.

For me I keep in memory of my grandparents, two characters characters with their faults and qualities. If I did not agree with all their acts and I do not condone some, I know they lived and that explains all that often as we can with what we have and what we've sent and what we experienced. But mostly I

remembers all the good times spent with family during Sunday or holiday feasts with all my uncles, aunts, cousins. I know how lucky he was, what a great childhood I have passed through all that. And I thank them very much for letting us know these moments there. Sometimes it's true with shouting matches that could have been avoided and more difficult periods, but such is life. Outside these periods, I know that everyone has not had the chance of such good times and I fully appreciate the value. It was magical in parentheses time. What is difficult is to say we will not see them anymore and all those moments are gone, even though it's been a few years they were really as I liked it so much because I was so aware of the importance and beauty of these moments, but life was different and I'll always be nostalgic, looking at me anyway. While a page is tour, but this does not start with those who leave these values, these benchmarks, these memories remain and grow with those who are still there and can pass them and make them live again.

So I say thank you to both Grandpa and Grandma and may you all well wherever you are now.

Here I wanted to post some pictures of family moments where you see my grandfather and my grandmother.

My grandfather behind, and I left one of my cousins and with my cousins. They had dressed up and we had a play.

My grandmother who is a cousin in his arms, a cousin on her lap and me on the right. Santa Claus has inlaid.

My grandfather a few years ago, still quite valid, with the youngest of the cousins playing the PS2.

My grandmother with one of her great-granddaughter.