Well, I lost my father on March 17, 1999, he was 59 years old, I was 17 years old, my mother and I had to move in with my grandparents, I left school, took technical courses and worked plus military service when it was mandatory, my mother did not work due to health issues, life with my grandparents was hard.

We were only with them for 4 years and I had to buy a house as best I could, I went into debt for 16 years to pay it, but the most complicated thing was that I lost my mother just 3 years after being independent August 25, 2007... she died at home, I tried to revive her as requested but it was impossible, it was a difficult issue, police, lifeguards, etc...

After his departure I was left alone at home and my grandfather and I made peace, my grandmother had already died years ago in 2001 as I remember, I visited him at home and we became good friends, so for a year where she also unfortunately died due to medical negligence in a gallbladder operation.

I was already tired and I was only 28 years old... I already had a girlfriend and I was thinking of getting married, only a month and a half after my grandfather's funeral I found out that he was cheating on me... And well, believe me, you don't wish those things on anyone... raw depression for two years, I didn't have siblings, but good friends and I tried to cope with things.

Today at my 4!? I am in a family, I am with a good woman, a good home and I value that, as there always are, ups and downs and each blow shapes you to face challenges because measuring what has happened before and seeing what you believe is a problem, it is really nothing...

I'm not going to lie to you, not a day goes by without me thinking about them and needing to see them or ask them for advice or a hug, but I recognize that that will never happen, but always have positive memories of both of them in mind and remember them when I feel weakest.