On October 23, 2015, another angel got his wings. He’s in no more pain. He’s safe. He’s sitting and talking to His Savior. And today is Sunday, so he’s watching the game with Jesus! He’s at peace.
Meanwhile, back here on earth, a host of people mourn his loss. His wife, his children, his grandchildren, his brothers, his closest friends, his blood family, and then there’s me. Someone he took in his care. He didn’t have to. I was just a friend of his oldest daughter. But when we met, instant connection! He’s who I called, and will forever call, “Papi”.
Now I have to learn how to live without a man who always, always, always asked me about my daughter. He knew how much pain I lived in constantly day by day with my daughter. Troubled that she was in a very dark place and there was not a damn thing I could do to help her. He saw through the smile, and saw my pain. And he went out of his way to make me smile. To ask me how I was doing. To pull me to the side and tell me that I better start my business. That I better finish my book. That he was so proud of me. That he admired my strength. Everyone knows that I’m going through the most painful experience of my life right now. But Papi was the only one who asked about her every chance he got. Every time I saw him. Who’s going to do that now??? Who’s going to yell every time I walk in the room, “Heeeyyyyyy, there she is!!” Then give me a big hug and kiss on my cheek. Then whisper in my ear, “how are you? No seriously, how are you? You good? Ok. Good. You know I know. Ok. Shot time!”
I won’t pretend this doesn’t hurt. I won’t even pretend I can imagine how his family feels. He was such a force to be reckoned with. He was such a great friend to me. I am truly hurting. But one thing I know, I have a family for life! He will always be my Papi. And I will do everything in my power to look after those he left behind.
There are no words of comfort. There are no answers why he’s no longer with us. But I take comfort in knowing that he is no longer in pain. He is with his Savior. So I will try to get through every moment knowing I won’t ever hear his loud ass voice again. But I will keep his words close to my heart for today and ever more. And, just as Papi showed me, I WILL FIGHT TO THE VERY END!!!
Love you, Papi … rest on!