Hello @pinmaple community, happy Tuesday, January 23, 2024, very early in the morning today was my first time accompanying my daughter and son-in-law to take my grandson to school. I can't believe I'm already in second grade! I have felt much, much better in health in recent months, so with renewed encouragement I have decided to invest time in spending more with my family.
The tour begins with the typical queue to get gas, now it is by license plate number, through a system, a random list that they publish on a website.
Next we passed by España Avenue, which made me very nostalgic, since that route was mine for 35 years in my job as a teacher, then professor, later assistant principal.
Likewise, I would stop at 4 a.m. every day to prepare breakfast for my girls and go to school, since they studied primary school at the same school where I was a teacher. The buses still half empty, the motorcycles and the representatives on motorcycles taking their children to kindergarten (it is incredible how early a child must be in kindergarten, much earlier than those in primary school).
I noticed that many businesses already have another name or a different facade, the school where my grandson studies is for children with special conditions as is his case. My daughter is holding his hand and he looks like a mini little man. I thank the technology that allows me to capture these moments, I often think "if only I had a way to print my memories", it is that for a person like me, who since the pandemic has recently been able to go out a few times , thanks to my daughter's vehicle, it is difficult, I used to be the one in the vehicle, the one who set the pace. However, watching my family grow and develop is fascinating and I don't take it for granted.
Back home, more memories. Like for example Libertador Avenue where I left my eldest daughter the first time, just 2 days after the death of my husband and his father, with a lump in my throat and drawing strength from where I didn't have it.
The beautiful houses on Táchira Avenue that are super old and a spectacle with attics and basements, wine cellars, that is, things that are very unusual in Venezuela, obviously these houses were built by wealthy families, many of them immigrants at the time.< /div>
Thank you for joining me on this nostalgic adventure, see you soon 🙏
