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