My little girl

       He is not nervous, he knows that he lived  all that he could have lived. His face, his eyes, he seems to  be tired but he is not. He keeps all the energy that he had to say goodbye to them, " them" the people that he loved and love and if there is something out there that keeps his soul alive, then  it  could be said   that he will love them  forever and more.

He smiles to her, this little girl who is expecting, just waiting on the door. She is afraid but she smiles too and he tries  to take her next to him but there is  any kind of strengh in his old body.  He  wants to transmit her a last thing  of his  wisdom. He is trying to make her pay attention to him and  in a last effort he whispers her  something.  She is not sure  about who is that old man but she runs to the bed inmediately  when she heard what he said.

He gave her a coin, a simple coin. She saw the coin as a treasure and smiled to him. She recognized his face and with her hands she touched each wrinkle on it."Remenber my little girl, this coin could be important for you someday, make it important just for the meaning I guess and if someday you have many coins like this, remenber to help because happiness is made by people not by coins as I said "" Look for your place in the world, make a house to your heart  but  for your soul remenber that you are a citizen of the planet Earth"

Love you, Grandpa.