An strong man, that fought to survive since his childhood.
Never gave up to any challenges, always telling to his 3 girls, to be wise; and fight for a better future.
Sadly his fights to success wasn't the best.
An evil disease control his mind and body. (Alzheimer and the evil cancer)
it consumed him and deteriorated him
I would never forget his last days, couldn't speak, connected to a stupid tube trough his nose to just send liquid food to his stomach. And at the 4 day that I flew to see him, we found him dead on his bead.
That moment won't disappear from my mind. I miss him every second, every day...
Daddy my guide, my strength.