love, pandemic, PTU and journalism

So this is love

Let me tell the story of this photo, this happens precisely the day I received my PTU scores, also the day I decided to study journalism at the "University of Chile" and the day my uncles turned 60 years of marriage.
I woke up in the morning wanting to vomit because I was afraid to see the results of the PTU, I felt that kind of nerves in my stomach and a kind of acidity in my mouth, those nerves that make you want to cry.
Then I went with my teacher to have a coffee to choose which majors to choose and the universities. While we had a coffee. After that I received a call from my sister telling me that we had to do it urgently, something to keep in mind is that she had very little battery in her cell phone. 

After he went to find me, we went to my house to look for some things, by the way, I told them that he had not eaten anything and that I only drank a coffee.
After that we went to look for my uncles because we would take them to lunch at a restaurant, the truth is I got in the car without knowing where we were going and with a lot of dizziness because I had not eaten anything. Then we arrived at "El Cajón del Maipo" and we looked for a restaurant to have lunch and celebrate the golden wedding of my uncles. Later we had a beautiful family moment and I saw how my uncles celebrated love, I think they make me believe in love.

have a nice day, whoever read this ;)