Proschan

It is difficult to talk about the last time we will live in this land … The last moment before … say goodbye …. And come to mind memories of my life and I know if I’m really thankful for what I lived …. How I can know? and above all, How would it be that last time? Well imagine for a moment that you have 90 years, these lying in your old rocking chair in Proschan or terrace of your house, from there you visualize your children with their wives taking the coffee table in the garden, hear the laughter and cries of small your grandchildren playing around the tree, as always your faithful dog by your side …

you smell the aroma of fresh flowers from the vase that early cut and placed next to your table, feel the breeze on your face and turn around a time raising your eyes to heaven on your right eye and think …. – What dreams I had, all I want in my life .. (Source: Sequel Youth ). what you accomplished, what I’ve lost, what you try … .. and remember for a moment and come to your mind those dreams that never did it, so that both wanted and were afraid of even intern, that always we thought we’d put off until tomorrow .

How would you feel? …. or you may … And remember for a moment all attempts made to achieve your dreams … as always you wanted so despite the “ridiculous they might think” or at the expense of what was, always made the effort and ponies you standing to do TODAY … .. How would you feel? Well if that were your last moment in life, how I wish, like you live, what memories would like to have