Wednesday, May 21, 2025
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My father was a loving and giving man. His wife and five daughters were everything to him. He was the happiest when we were together. He was the kind of father that never said no when you needed him. When I bought my first car, poor papi. I was either out of gas or locked my keys in the car. When I called him for help, he never became angry or upset. He already knew what I needed and came to my rescue. He never rejected our hugs and kisses. He embraced us with his love. I thank the Lord for giving me him as my papi. I wouldn't want it any other way. I am the woman that I am, in part because of him and mami. Knowing that I am part of him, gives me comfort. Because of that, he will live in me and in my heart until my last breath. On May 23, 2025, will be the last time that I will see you physically. I will not say goodbye to you, only bendicion Papi. Te amo!
