And just like that, 1 year and 3 days after my mom passed…my dad decided to join her
And the last thing i said to him was “hey you need to rest, so you can get better and be with us here” and he was like “hey i can do that, whatever you need im down “ we’re homies like that, my dad was my best friend…..but maybe he took the rest part too seriously….
My dad was the best, my homie, funny af
the one that my entire life woke up at 4 am to leave at 5 to work so he could tried to give us respect and the best life that a humble hard worker could give…
My dad got shot at the same day i born, so we were both at the hospital at same time
He was the one that took me to watch my first professional skateboard competition after my mom forced us to go to church, after the cult he told her “ i will just grab something at whatever place” and took em to the event, i was marvelous and so happy and at the end my mom was happy with his decision and we had a great day….
Before i move to América, he told me “hey stop this uncertainty….go for it, you don’t have nothing to lose, if nothing works out, at least you learn something and no one can take this from you and if things don’t work out you also can comeback home, it’s not much but i will always be here for you….so do your mom
Now i don’t have none of them…
it’s been a few days that me and my siblings are fighting for my dad, trying to help him with his pain…
Today i watch my brother, my sister, my cousin…through a camera, doing literally everything that they could to save my homie, to do what they could to reanimate him….
but he decided to go… to join my mother…and i respect that
Leaving me, my siblings, my cousins, friends, family and many many ppl that loved him…without a father
I could’ve be talking about my dad forever, about how great he is…but this space wouldn’t be enough …
Same what i said about my mom,the last time i hugged my dad i was 29, today with 43 i realized i didn’t hug him enough…and i will miss him….i will miss them
