She: my small and great daily joy
Somewhere I have said that I had 5 nephews, but last year my youngest nephew died at the age of 18 of bone cancer. I was left with 4 beautiful nephews: of those 4, two are out of the country (one in the United States and another in Peru) and there are only two left in Venezuela: one 21 years old, Eloynes, and the last one 7 years old, Julieth.
Julieth is the daughter of my only brother, Julio, and when he left the country, Julieth's mother did not want to leave and broke off relations with him; but unfortunately she also broke off relations with us, Julio's family. This meant that we missed out on a certain part of Julieth's (Yeyé to us) life. Thank God, her mother came to her senses and understood that the relationship she might have with my brother was one thing and the relationship she might have with us was quite another.
Thus, Yeyé, Julieth, began to go to the house and spend a day with our family. At first it was difficult because Yeyé was small and we were strangers to her, but little by little, we gained her trust and from spending an afternoon, she began to stay a day and even two. I must say with true joy that we were winning “by heart” her trust and love.
But last year, my only brother returned to the country and he has asked to spend more time with Julieth, who can now spend weeks and even months with us. This change has meant a lot to the family because after the death of my youngest nephew, the spoiled of the house, we were left with a hole in the wings that did not allow us to take flight, but with Yeyé at home everything is different, nice, happy, fun.
It's fun for me to come home from work and hear her witticisms, how her school day was, what kind of homework she has. Yeyé is the most loving little girl you can imagine. She is sweeter than cotton candy and more tender than a fruit. She can't be without playing, dancing, jumping, hugging and saying all the time:
_I love you, auntie bella!
Of course it makes me very happy to drink a delicious coffee in the morning, a cold beer when it is hot, to listen to and see the sea at any time, to walk barefoot, to sleep, but to see the smile of the Yeyé, to see her grow, how she develops her intelligence, is an indescribable and insurmountable joy.
I once read that one should never place one's joy in another person or object, because when we lack it, we will be unhappy. I don't really find myself hiding the joy that others give me. I find joy in people who touch my heart and Yeyé is the owner of a part of it.
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All images are from my personal gallery and the text was translated with Deepl
Thank you for reading and commenting. Until next time, friends
Thank you for reading and commenting. Until next time, friends