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  • I have 45 years old and was kind of impacted the day I attended birthday number 90 of my partner's grandmother. The number was so perfect: 2 times 45 makes 90.

    So I started to phantasize about great grandmother living two times everything I lived. Two days for each one of mine.

    But when I saw her dancing so happy with all their children, grandsons and daughters, great grand children and friends, I realized that even the quantity is exactly double, the quality of what she lived maybe largely surpassed my own living.

    Will I recover that gap between her and me? Will my next years be so intense that at the end, I could say that I made most of the things I wanted to do?

    Today Leandro, my 5 year old son, asked me if I would be alive when he will get married and have his own sons.

    "I hope that will happen dear, I sincerely do"
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