My daddy

03 February 2024
This site has been dormant for a few months. I stopped writing because something unimaginable happened in my life on 29 October 2023.

MY DAD DIED
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It was unimaginable because he seemed immortal after overcoming so many hardships in his life. But on 29 October, at the age of 87, his heart gave out. Today, almost 5 months later, I still can’t accept it. I have the feeling that I’ll be able to call him in a little while and tell him more about my daily life, talk to him about politics, rugby, cooking and secularism.

His death leaves a void that nothing can ever fill.

That’s precisely why I’m going to start writing on this site again. I know that he will never be able to read anything, but this site that I kept up to date for myself, as a travel diary, but also for Mum and him, will continue to be updated.

Adeu meu pare.

Every time I write a line here, I’ll think of you.

I know we’ll never see each other again, you didn’t believe in anything else after life on earth and neither did I.

I love you.