The randomness of life


Jack conduce hasta la residencia de ancianos de su padre.

Jack drives to his dad's nursing home.
Jack: "¡Hola papá! ¿Cómo estás?"

Jack: Hi Dad! How are you?
Padre de Jack: "No muy bien. Hagas lo que hagas en el futuro, ¡no te hagas mayor!"

Jack's father: Not so good. Whatever you do in the future, don't get old!
Jack: "Lo tendré en cuenta. De todos modos, ¡vámonos!"

Jack: I'll keep that in mind. Anyway let's go!
Jack y su padre se suben al coche y comienzan a conducir.

Jack and his father get in the car and start driving.
Jack: "Ya han pasado veinte años desde que mamá..."

Jack: It's been twenty years since Mom ...
Padre de Jack: "Lo sé, no me lo puedo creer."

Jack's father: I know, I can't believe it.
Jack: "Ese día antes de que se subiera al coche, la detuve y le dije cuánto la quería."

Jack: On that day before she got in the car I stopped her to tell her how much I love her.
Padre de Jack: "¿De verdad? Nunca me lo dijiste."

Jack's father: Really? You never told me this.
Jack: "No podía dejar de pensar que si no lo hubiera hecho, se habría ido un poco antes y quizá..."

Jack: I keep thinking if I hadn't done that, she would have left a bit earlier and maybe ...
Padre de Jack: "No tiene sentido obsesionarse con eso. Me alegro de que le dijeras a tu madre que la amabas."

Jack's father: There's no point dwelling on that. I'm glad you told your mom you love her.
Jack: "A veces me sorprende lo aleatoria que es la vida y cómo los pequeños detalles pueden cambiar tu vida por completo."

Jack: This sometimes amazes me. How random life is and how small details can completely change your life.
Conducen en silencio hasta llegar. Jack aparca el coche y salen.

They drive in silence until they arrive. Jack parks the car and they get out.
Jack: "¡Brilla el sol, qué bonito!"

Jack: Oh, sunshine! How nice!
Padre de Jack: "Sí, es bonito."

Jack's father: Yes, it's nice.
Jack: "Le compré flores a mamá."

Jack: I bought some flowers for Mom.
Padre de Jack: "Bien, aunque se las comerá el ciervo."

Jack's father: Good, but the deer will eat them.
Caminan un poco.

They walk for a while.
Jack: "Hemos llegado."

Jack: Here we are.
Permanecen en silencio. Por fin, Jack deja las flores en la tumba de su madre.

They stand in silence. Finally Jack put the flowers on his mother's grave.

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