The past come back After 40 years, yesterday I met the classemates whom I shared the classe in 1977. To be honest, I felt quiet nervous before go to the meeting. I spended over 1 hour in the bathroom tryying to seem as beatifulls and as young as possible in my 57 years.I think that if someone could see me it would think I was like a teeneger.It's not easy accept our age when we become older, but in contrast, we are fortunate to be alive, even more if we are healthy and we have somebody to share this wonderfull life.

The fireplace It's winter in my village. Today is snowing and the mountains are covered by snow, so the beauty of the place it's enhanced. Just now it's sunset, and I've lighted my fireplace. I can hear the crack of the burning trunks and I'm thinking how fortunately I am to live here, in the little village where all my family is living, and where my ancestors lived too. If I had another life I would live here again.

MY CHILHOOD: WONDERFUL MEMORIES. I was born and grew up in a little village surrounded by mountains, called Sant Jaume de LLierca. It was a beautiful and unspoiled place where two rivers embraced the town. There were also two creeks with crystal water, in one of them has been formed a natural pool where I learned to swim. There I spent a lot of afternoons with my brothers and my friends. Despite the water was really cold and some little animal appeared sometimes into the water, for us was a paradise. Usually, we went there in the afternoon because in the morning big trees covered the swimming hole. On the contrary, for a few hours after lunch, the sun put out among the trees.