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Dear Grandchild I’m afraid that I’m soon going to kick the bucket without really got the chance to know you. It hasn’t always been easy to visit you, your mother and my son – in – law in Washington since my old body hasn’t been what it used to be.  I hope you one day will bear with me. Today you’re five years old and by the time you read this, you will be old enough to understand a completely different world than the one you now live in.
I’ll never forget the day for 20 years ago in 2045, when your mom came proud up to me and said she’d fallen in love with an American man. My first impression was of course joy, but I knew the condition of being with a foreign man. The conditions that would prevent me to see my daughter, grandchildren and son – in – law, if she moved to America. But I saw how your father always could put a smile on your mothers face. Your mom has always been an adventurous girl. I remember how she even in a young age couldn’t get enough of experience and before she had turned eighteen she had more life experience then one on thirty. So it wouldn’t took by surprise if she moved to America and before I hardly had seen me around she was on her way to Washington with your father. She wasn’t a little girl anymore who needed her mother’s advice, but a mature woman who took her own decisions. And I wouldn’t for all in the world prevent her to do that. I knew she be doing fine in Washington with your father.