is hard to write words to a parent, one he wants, more than words is next to them, to talk and hug and keep saying that I love.
From youth we have known the values \u200b\u200bof parents, what,
from the greatness that provides the simplicity and humility, we have made with your feet flat on the ground, we sought and loved something:
proud to be workers and managers .
often think: Damn you have bundled Tibu and Casto.
love, hardship, work, wear, of sacrifice, resignation and the drive to get stronger, we left three sons who are already flying with 3 other families.
Who was going to say that even distant lands, which at the time my father came and slept at the door of the station, marched two sons to fight for a dignified life
who was going to say that this guy smaller head that his ears, and working with my father in La Asturiana would be the pride of son with whom they walk through the town and the pride of
husband for a daughter than a daughter who is a santa who already carry in our hearts stand as an example of strength and will to live.
If they had looked in 50 years of living and have seen that this poor student and it took more than a campion
therefore, would be one of the most respected mechanics in the province of Almeria
and Suns had 3 children and a woman who is waiting, sure to repeat another 50 years.
Who was going to say that this neglect on holiday Galician
with a mother with 42 years and full of vitality, I was coming
his junior headache, with 18 years flew
, became independent and went to live with the love of his life and today is married
the holy mother church and still in love with a Catalan and a son who steals kisses to the mother.
Do not know if I will get read, so if I can tell you what the priest tells them when it finishes the Mass: Go in peace, which can be very proud of how they did as parents, and teachers.
And we will never forget one thing: simplicity, effort, hard work, sacrifice and courage of those things are what they represent my parents in a lifetime as an example.
