While we were both seated on her bed, I asked her about her dog, the one I used to play with 10 years ago. She doesn't remember much of all that, but it's still a fresh memory for me. One of the few.
She used to own a schnauzer. A female, named Ilona. I loved that dog. She was huge!

She loved it too. But the dog was old, 14, and was soon going to die soon. One day, Rucsandra took Ilona out for poopy time in the morning, at 5 am. Later that day, Ilona was tired, resting under the table. Rucsandra wanted to kiss her on the nose before leaving for school, but didn't. When she came back that night, Ilona was no longer there.
The next day I went shopping, looking for a radio for my grandmother, but I couldn't find what I was looking for.
I bought Manchuria Caviar, lots of oranges, carrots and apples. My grandmother was happy. I told her I would spend Christmas with her and we decided to have salmon for dinner on the 24th and carp on the 25th. Today I cooked seafood and she tasted it for the first time in her life. She really enjoyed it. I was drunk, boy, and every time she said something joyfully, I had tears in my eyes. She really enjoyed seafood.
I think of those people I met, to whom I explained that I always have to be home by 9, who told me that they had similar problems with their parents. Who said that they couldn't take it anymore and moved out and did what they wanted to do.. But at a certain moment in time, you don't care for these things that much.
I remember my father telling me.." So....? So what? " I used to complain about people hurting my feelings. That's how he'd reply. He meant... who cares for all these things as long as you are OK with yourself..?
She's old, and we're gonna have the best Christmas ever, the first one, too. Probably the last, boy..
Every time I see her laughing at those stories she's been telling me dozens of times I laugh and cry at the same time. They are so not funny anymore. But she is so happy telling them on and on. And her laughter is so authentic..Father, I wish you could do something to be here with your mother. She misses you so much..