Dear Son,
I can not even dare to ask you to read this letter, so this letter is more for me than for anyone else, there are just words that merely try to explain to my heart why you are not here and why you decided to leave. I know your heart was always generous and kind and even though you were filled with sadness and solitude, I never received any unkindness from you, I only received your love, tenderness; I was lucky enough to experience your warm embrace and sense of humor.
I pray your soul finds the peace you couldn't find here with us, that where you are now, you can smile from the inside as well as from the outside. It is almost inevitable for me while writing this words, to escape the thoughts of many things “I should have” done to become closer to you. I know it’s the pain talking right now, the immense pain, emptiness and darkness we all feel right now, that we failed you as parents and as friends. But in God’s promise my intention is to celebrate your life, your internal smile and humanity and your unavoidably complex sense of humor.
Tio Juan Alfredo
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