My mother always warned me, “Don’t sit on Grandpa’s lap.” One day I did it anyway

– I don’t. My mother had tried to keep me at a distance because her grandfather had become very weak, he was in pain and sometimes dizzy even when he was sitting in the chair. That’s why he didn’t want me to sit in his lap. He was afraid of causing them without wanting pain or falling both. I asked her. My mother sat next to me. — Because I wanted you to be a little kid. And because I was afraid to tell you that my grandfather might not be here for a long time.

I turned to my grandfather. – And why did you say not to tell my mother? Gheorghe sighs and gives his daughter a guilty look.—Because I knew he wouldn’t agree. This is where I was wrong. I shouldn’t have asked you to keep a secret to your mother. I just wanted to surprise you. My mother looked at him for a few seconds, and said, “Father, never ask a child to hide anything from his parents.” Grandpa nodded. – You’re right.

Then he showed me an old notebook. On the cover he wrote with the pen: “For Lili.” Inside were drawings of stars, dates and small notes written by grandfather over the years. When I was born, he started writing down every year something he hoped to show me when I was old enough. One of the pages was surrounded by that night. Grandpa had learned that a meteor shower would be visible and she wanted to see her together. He had been his passion since his youth.s, That telescope belonged to his father.

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