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Hola amigos de esta hermosa comunidad de Mundo Hispano, aceptando la invitación de las amigas 
MI PAPÁ FUE UN HOMBRE MUY PLANIFICADO.
Desde que yo recuerdo a mi papá, el siempre distribuia el dinero que ganaba semanalmente en la comida, el dinero de la merienda escolar, sus necesidades, los ahorros y claro para mi mamá y sus gastos, mi papá será un hombre que ahorraba mucho y eso yo lo aprendí de él y eso me enorgullece mucho, no pagábamos servicios(agua, luz y gas) ni transporte escolar porque vivíamos en un campo petrolero.
Siempre estábamos bien vestidos, nunca nos falto calzado ni útiles escolares, viajabamos 2 o 3 veces al año,tuvo carro y también casa porque estaba claro que donde vivíamos no era de nosotros.
Cuando me fui a casar mi papá me enseñó que si mi novio y yo no éramos capaces de costear nuestro propio matrimonio no seríamos capaces de llevar una vida matrimonial, próxima a cumplir 37 años de casada siempre valore esa enseñanza, mi esposo y yo formamos un gran equipo y siempre trabajamos juntos por un objetivo, nuestra familia.
Mi papá nunca llego tarde a ninguna parte, cuando iba a viajar preparaba la maleta un mes antes(mi segunda hija heredó eso de él), era un hombre responsable en sus obligaciones y le gustaba vestir bien.
Mi papá no fue perfecto ¿pero quien lo es? , lo ame tal cual era, era de pocas palabras pero cuando nacieron mis hijos se volvio un loro, reía y echaba chistes, disfrutaba de ellos y ellos de él, era maravilloso verlos juntos.
Meses antes de morir hable con él, le dije cuanto lo amaba, lo que valoraba todo lo que hizo por mi y mi familia, lo abrace y lo bese, recuerdo se sonrojo, célebre cada uno de sus cumpleaños después que crecí, lo cuide cada vez que estuvo enfermo, cuide de él en todo momento y me siento satisfecha, un año antes de morir le confesó a mi mamá que tenía 2 hijos en la calle, mi mamá nunca a podido superar eso, pero ni aun así mi amor por el cambio, no soy quien para juzgarlo, yo disfrute todo lo que el me dio y lo feliz que fui a su lado, su partida fue un duro golpe para mi y me costó mucho superarlo, al igual que a mi segunda hija que vivía con él.
Hasta aquí mi post de hoy espero les guste, invito a participar 
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Hello friends of this beautiful community of Mundo Hispano, accepting the invitation of friends
MY DAD WAS A VERY PLANNED MAN.
Since I remember my dad, he always distributed the money he earned weekly in food, school snack money, his needs, savings and of course for my mom and her expenses, my dad will be a man who saved a lot and I learned that from him and that makes me very proud, we didn't pay utilities(water, electricity and gas) or school transportation because we lived in an oil field.
We were always well dressed, we never lacked shoes or school supplies, we traveled 2 or 3 times a year, he had a car and also a house because it was clear that where we lived was not ours.
When I got married my dad taught me that if my boyfriend and I were not able to afford our own marriage we would not be able to have a married life, I always valued that teaching, my husband and I formed a great team and we always worked together for one goal, our family.
My dad was never late for anything, when he was going to travel he packed his suitcase a month before (my second daughter inherited that from him), he was a responsible man in his obligations and he liked to dress well.
My dad was not perfect, but who is? I loved him just the way he was, he was a man of few words but when my children were born he became a parrot, he laughed and made jokes, he enjoyed them and they enjoyed him, it was wonderful to see them together.
Months before he died I talked to him, I told him how much I loved him, how much I valued everything he did for me and my family, I hugged and kissed him, I remember he blushed, I celebrated each of his birthdays after I grew up, I took care of him every time he was sick, I took care of him at all times and I feel satisfied, A year before he died he confessed to my mom that he had 2 children in the street, my mom has never been able to get over that, but even so my love for him did not change, I am not the one to judge him, I enjoyed everything he gave me and how happy I was by his side, his departure was a hard blow for me and I had a hard time getting over it, as well as my second daughter who lived with him.
So far my post today I hope you like it, I invite
to participate.
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