It was one of those Dublin summer days that don’t make sense; the sun was hiding behind a dark grey cloud and the air felt muggy and oppressive. I was working as a nanny, and my youngest charge was complaining about the weather and trying to get out of going to nursery. I was only half-present; early that morning, I had checked my email and my sister had written to tell me that our beloved grandfather had been diagnosed with cancer. At that time, I had no idea that it was already too late, but I was feeling fragile and alone in a country that was not mine.
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You made me cry in the morning! Thank you for telling this beautiful story.
Thanks Arun. 🙂
This story you have written, that I found on the BBC website, moved me more than anything I have read in a very long time. And your writing is beautiful and easy to read. I am not a native speaker of English, but I really loved it. And the wisdom it contains is so true. Please keep writing.
Thank you very much, Jean. I definitely will.
Thanks for an extremely well written story. It resonated with me. What a lovely friendship you had and how well you have expressed your cherished memories! Keep writing please.
Thank you very much, Pushkar!
Beautiful story written by a very gifted writer. It touched my soul, thank you!
Thank you so much, Nailya!