Throughout this week there has been strong news, really the reason for my absence when it comes to publishing constant content has been noticeable. But I had a lot to do, especially supporting José and my sister-in-law with everything I could.
I published several times about my friend Jose here, the harvests that were carried out, the visits, the medical services, until a few times after the operation and the removal of the tumor. However, until today it seems that none of that makes sense for some reason.
Last night I was waiting for my wife outside the Altonio Maria Pineda hospital. José was dying, he was no longer breathing on his own and they had to give him breathing manually. In the end my wife decided to stay and I came home to take care of my children. Thinking and praying for José, for my sister-in-law and for the children.
This morning I got up to prepare breakfast, I had to do several things at home while I waited for news from my wife, I knew that she had gone early to look for a device that they were going to put on José so that he could breathe mechanically, while I prepared breakfast, I hung out the clothes and helped the children with their homework.
This morning, my wife writes to me, José got complicated, they took my sister-in-law out of the room and my wife tells me crying, José Died. 😢 news that I didn't want to know, we were hopeful. Well, perhaps also preparing the heart for everything that was to come.
At this time my sister-in-law should be talking to the children, to tell them that their father will not come home, he is now in a better place. Here I am waiting for them to tell me about the funeral. It will be something simple. Painful but simple. Thanks to everyone who always sent words of encouragement and faith. José has already gone to a better place.