This picture is wonderful. She bright, cheerful, but his gaze says it all. Love, pride, happiness, is superb.
When you start the holidays - do not know why - to remember those who are not. I miss my old, and I will miss him forever, I know. As I also know I'll always miss Nestor. But my idea was not to get nostalgic, but give thanks.
grew up, like most of my generation, the myth of Eva Peron, the happy years. I always thought that was part of a story that was never going to live, and somehow felt envious. Peronism had given me only Menem, Duhalde, Ruckauf and all that bunch gorilla that owned the game during the 90's.
why these eve I want to thank you for being part of the most beautiful story that I lived as an Argentine. Thanks for these seven wonderful years that never fade from my memory, this kind of collective intoxication of happiness that invites you to believe that anything is possible, but post. At times people feel wonderful, hard to pronounce that word for a long time, a cry that got together and irreversible things for your life.
Thanks for Cristina Fernández de Kirchner, and very grateful for Nestor, the man who came and went as he was, a man.
I'm starting to raise my cup (to get used to the liver) by the Argentine miracle that allowed me to experience the wonderful years, something unthinkable seven years ago.
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