I always said when I was born almost died, came from a business trip so rushed that almost did not see a train there of 76 'when the train filled the face of the fields. With my mom's wait until dawn to give birth and to fall in love a little more to it ... I do not know if I changed my life as much as he would say, but I know we became mates together and taught each other what is being father and daughter what being ... I bought chocolates and candies sugus Aero mint and while the soul ached with me that some things could not get was the best learning to value those everyday achievements and those little things that once obtained were enjoyed more ... He taught me to walk the neighborhood and watch the old courtyards, these odors emanating a lemon and voluptuous roses have always told me stories of his life, tiny, everyday stories that made him a bit back to its past and made me travel back in time. With him I discovered that things must be said clearly, that one has to assume the errors and mistakes and it is preferable to the face for a good slap of life, before turning to walk with excuses and buts. For him everything was black and white, I put in the palette of life and gray colors and despite some quite different views on some things and other congeniábamos discussed, giving me the opportunity to feel a little adult learning of argumentation. His gaze could be the worst punishment and also gave me courage to face situations, which at that age, seemed difficult and that in light of my adult life I do see that children were these little tragedies where everything is cured with a big hug . With him I fell in love with film, I learned to create my own history of subtitled films, who could not read, hence my urgent need to learn to know the first letters. I caught his love for the big night, and when he was gone, I discovered the mystique that both had told me ... The day she left it was sunny, he went so suddenly, with a pair of I want to let pockets and the appropriate speed for everything to be less painful ... There I realized that paternity had been successful, because not only their tips and experiences made me flesh, but because he could bequeath to my mother's ability to be two one ... And this wise woman, now painted gray and never leaves aside coquetry, had the courage and the courage to carry on the family, knew how to combine your next maternal and paternal female with that righteousness, he found the balance lest we felt fatherless, fill gaps and bring the family for a good course. She played the difficult task that not all pass, it must fulfill two roles and to sprout little magic of his little body to unfold and be everywhere healing our wounds, encouraging us to be what we wanted, mending our clothes and the holes of the soul that occasionally have a pit to sew ... So on this date we are full of memories, a tear that robs us and makes us wonder a little that went on tour through the skies, is also the day to thank the person who had the patience, will, love and force to be two: mom and dad ... Thanks ...
Carlos and Gladys ...
Published in Journal
Depth, June 21, 2009
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