It’s been a while since the last time a posted here. I’ve had two busy, but really amazing weeks.
Anyways, I was catching up on The Daily Prompts and this one caught my attention, “My Favorite”, it says: “What’s the most time you’ve ever spent apart from your favorite person? Tell us about it.”…
My favorite person was always my father, He’s name was Jorge, but my mom used to call him “George” – guess that’s why I kind of like most of Georges.
My dad is now with God, and I’ve spent a year and almost two months without my favorite person. I miss him every day, and I know time won’t change that fact. I try not to feel sad about him not being here with me anymore, though. I’m thankful for the years I got to spend with such an amazing man. I’ve learned so many things from him and have the happiest and bestest of memories thanks to him, my dad.
Sometimes I think about what I would tell my kids about their grandpa, there are so many things I would like to share with them and to tell them about him, but the most important are that he was a loving father and husband; a smart, handsome and brave man; a fighter, a champion and our hero.
Cancer didn’t beat daddy because to die is to win when you have God.