This is the part i get really mushy about.The one thing that makes my life worth living and the one thing in life i can't live without.No one chooses this part of life,we just find ourselves with it regardless of who we are,and that is LA FAMILLE!!My family,our families.There are those times when you think about your life,starting from the day you were born(of course you weren't there to see it but...you still think about how you became an earthling)Then thoughts of how your life has turned out to be,and in between or after or even in the beginning of those thoughts,one thing comes to mind.FAMILY
How do I write about a man whose loud presence can’t be ignored? How do I begin to describe a man whose life should be written down in volumes of books, a man whose battles and achievements could literally make you wonder why you have never tried out that daredevil in you? A man whose blind faith and roaring spirit will leave you believing that anything is possible, as long as you just do it! I have never written down anything much about my father, mostly because words won’t do him justice and because you need to experience him to actually know who he is. He is tough, he is loud, he is sharp and witty, he never gives up and he is simply my papa. I know I will never get it right when it comes to the adjectives that could describe papa, mostly because he is more than words. He’s the man who’s taught me to live in the moment, because we can’t really trust the future. A man who’s taught me to be witty, because sometimes you have to outdo the book smarts to survive. A man who’s ta...
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