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Version Francaise (3) Les liens de l'amour.

 Je ne vais pas vous raconter en détail la première année de mon petit-fils. Il était adorable, bien sûr, mais c'était aussi une année remplie de nourriture renversée et de couches sales.


Je crois que tous ceux qui l'ont rencontré sont tombés instantanément sous le charme de son rire communicatif. Il tient certainement de son père sur ce point, qui, au même âge, souriait et riait tout le temps. À tel point que je l'appelais « Sourire », et je le fais encore parfois, même s'il a maintenant la vingtaine.

J'ai commencé à appeler Finn « Petit Sourire » et ça a l'air de lui plaire.

Lorsqu'il avait quelques mois et qu'il a commencé à reconnaître les gens et à réagir aux voix et aux visages, ce fut l'un des moments les plus émouvants et les plus beaux. Le voir assis sur les genoux de son arrière-grand-père, riant aux éclats au son des chansons de mon père, a fait ressurgir des souvenirs si forts. Ils avaient une complicité immédiate, évidente pour tous ceux qui les observaient. Malheureusement, ce lien et cette relation si précieuse ont été trop brefs : mon père est décédé subitement en janvier dernier. Nous étions tous à l'hôpital et l'une des dernières personnes que mon père a vues avant de s'éteindre fut son arrière-petit-fils, Finn.

Mon père adorait tous ses enfants et petits-enfants, mais je crois qu'il aimait son arrière-petit-fils plus que tout.

J'aime à penser que les derniers souvenirs de mon père furent heureux, au moment de son départ.

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