My father, Jesus Gonzalez Romero, died this last Wensday by heart attack. We didn't have the chance to say goodbye or helping him because he was not at home or near us at that tragic moment so, the only thing we could do for him was crying and say goodbye when we buried him.
I miss you Dad, maybe you were not the best of the fathers but you were the only one I had. I'll miss your sillyness, and you stupid jokes that were not fun at all. Your hapiness and lust for life was so big that is incredible that you are no longer here. I still have the feeling that you are just with you friends and that you'll come back home one day. But I know it's not true.
So long Dad. I love you. I'll see you in the next stop.