Today mom’s cousin Duša celebrates her grand 70 (wrong number, clearly). In your honour, here are your husband and some of your doors.
Yes, Duša means Soul and this is what you are.
First I’ll let Gianni sing us a song from this year’s Sanremo Festival about opening all the doors. It’s high time. He’s still doing it at 77, respect.
Next, let’s clear up the relative relations:
I really like how this photo is set up. You are the youngest one in this photo, sitting in your grandpa’s lap in the centre. Grandma is next to him. Except, of course, they are my great-grandparents. There is one generation between us, something I’m not necessarily aware of, since you often played with me so happily.
Look at all these happy faces! Your mother Silva in front, an absolute beauty. Then her two older sisters: on the right the oldest Mira with daughter Janja who is mimicking your silly stare game, on the left the middle sister Nada – my grandma. Look at my cheeky mom hugging her mom! And then there is little blonde Matic, my travelling uncle who turned 70 last month, next to mom. What a precious memory!
And this is now.
And now, to the doors. I have looked through all the photos that you took on your visit here in Tuscany, and on our day trip to Goriška Brda, “Slovenian Tuscany”, which you organised so wonderfully with your husband, and came up with this door selection.
You were here back in 2014 and I enjoyed seeing Tuscany and me as I was then through your eyes. The gallery ends with two of your personal doors.
Thank you for all the art and memories. I wish you health, peace and much fun and games with your loved ones, including me.
Celebration continues below in my blogging memories from previous years.
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