Thank you, my dear Rosina, for all your abundant gifts. Two years after I last saw you, you keep giving like a generous river. I love thinking of you. I marked the day you passed in my diary with no words. I just drew a pink heart, whole . Now I know it is because that day was sad, but, even more so, it was filled with love for you. You were full of daily surprises. Like the time in Paris when you stopped to play the piano in the middle of the airport. You always made life better. You were a master of joy, grace and fun. I am so lucky to be your student and to keep learning from you. ️