***What do I do with all this love now?*** Anyone that watc..

***What do I do with all this love now?*** Anyone that watches me here knows how I was counting the days for you to come over. How everyday the thought of having your infectious laughter around and showing you places you always dreamed of visiting in the US was brightening my days.. I even had a secret plan of getting you back with mom again. Sorry.. I hope that's not why you left.. (oops.. I'm kidding mom I love you and you 2 were made for each other.) You were studying English and having a hard time so you started speaking in perfect Simlish (yes, exactly like in the videogame) to play around with the people at the grocery store, as if everyone could understand you. You got the "bestest" reactions from people. You loved practical jokes and making everyone smile but daddy, this last surprise wasn't very funny. I always remember that warm December night that you laid down on the floor with my sister and I, and we did Universe watching, or how Americans say it, Stargazing. The stars were so bright that we could see the Milky way.. you taught me to like talking about all of these things... All of a sudden I felt so small and scared so I held your hand tightly, and you lovingly comforted me saying sometimes it scared you too but in the end we had nothing to fear because this was our home. I just have to thank God for allowing me to have you as my earthly father. A cheerful, affectionate, wise, very funny father. I didn't know that missing someone could cause pain in every cell of your body... actually, I think it's in the soul. I truly don't even know if I should already be writing all this, or even exposing this on the internet. But the truth is that I just wish I could make everyone understand how amazing you were and how much you deserve to be missed. Always willing to help, always willing to bring joy. Even more than a beautiful starry night you really loved sunsets. So we collected sunsets and competed who was going to have the most beautiful natural art that day. It was our ritual. Just a few days ago I watched a pastor talking about jewish festivities and how their days start at Sunset. He said something beautiful that really stuck with me: In Genesis it says that before the fall, the Lord would always visit his beloved children on the "cool of the day", also known as.. you know it.. the Sunset. So it didn't surprise me when you laid down for a late afternoon nap on 06/24 and He visited you exactly at the end of your last Sunset on this world. I know when you opened your eyes, He was holding your hands as lovingly as you held mine.. I will always love you so much. I have enough love to pour it at every sunset and still have an excessive amount when we see each other again