Articulate grief

 This is a horrible transition but it still shines through.

LETTER TO MY DAD

′′ Daddy I LOVE YOU ", those were the last words I said to you and you gave us that life expectancy, showing you ′′ paper ′′ as you said, making moves with your hands, where you tried to tell us tomorrow I'm out, I'm fine. Those are the last memories I have with you and that showed me that you were fighting with all your strength to be with us again, but God had a better plan for you, wanted to give you complete happiness by allowing you to be with him by his hand living in a paradise, you're sure to love it. I say it for how much you repeated to us you would do a ′′ little crash ′′ to go live in the shrimp and Pepe has been responsible for showing us with his beautiful photos why you loved so much that place where you feel peace and thanks to be able to appreciate nature and creations of our lord.

Thank you for deciding to make a life with my mother... because thanks to that and your immense affection I have the most valuable thing you could give me a great family ❤️ Your teachings will be my philosophy of life, that love and immense affection for all your family, your friends and for others because your hands were always willing to give without expecting anything in return. Tired worker, who despite your age you had more energies than me and always bothered me saying ′′ uuuh peeled, you're older than me ′′ doing your classic arms movement 😄.

I will miss you a lot, I lacked dreams to fulfill your side, like entering the church of your hand on the day of my marriage, or seeing my future children hear the stories of their grandfather. But I promise here we will tell all your grandchildren... starting with Galo, Emilio, Hellen and those who come after them, if God allows. We'll repeat the story in which you told us you were the brightest in your math class, or the history of the tigrillo, you went through politics and you said Leon Febrescordero was your godfather... and so many more. Your memory will always live in those who knew you and will share it with those who didn't have that great joy and would have wanted to meet you.

Here's your spoiled nigga, the one you discussed most but the next day was the same one that spoiled you.

I love you daddy ❤️

TO YOU FAMILY AND FRIENDS.

I ask you to replicate that affection and family bonding in our lives. Those teachings my dad let us carry them in our hearts.

TO YOU GOD.

You get a part of my heart, receive it in heaven sir and I ask you to consent as much as we did at home, with a big feast and of course don't forget dessert, because it's your favorite.