Christmas memories.

The truth is that i don't want to talk about someone special, something important or something that i like. But, in some point i think my grandfather is a good thing to talk about.

Now i'm angry whit him because he didn't visit me on Christmas and New Year's and then he doesn't said why or even call me to tell "¡happy hollydays!".

Ihaven't see him from about two months, and he don't want to talk either, i don't now why, but i think is because i know he has a new girlfriend and i don't like her.

Anyways, in the christmas of 2015 he came to my house and we spend some time together, for some hours we sit to talk eachother and for some reason that i can't remember we can sit to talk without my fathers, maybe they were out.We talk about my grandmother who had died a year ago, about my father too and how meet my mom changed completely his life, my sister was part of that conversation too and some of the stories his young days and how he became in love with the cousin of  his girlfriend, and that cousin then turn in my grandmother.

Now i'm thinking this was one of the most important conversations that i had and never told to anyone this, that's the important thing.

I don't want to talk about my grandfather now, because when i started i was thinking to talk about him, like a biography o something like that, then when this memories came to me i think i can talk about that conversation, but now i think is most important keep it to me. So, finally i finish talk about everything that i wasn't want to talk, about someone special, about something important or something that i like.

My mind is strange.

My grandfather and grand mother, because i couldn't find a recent photo, or any with him and i.