Buen pasar del Sol.
Good passing of the Sun.
"Cada día de nuestra vida hacemos depósitos en el banco de memoria de nuestros hijos".
Charles Swindoll
"Every day of our lives we make deposits in our children's memory bank.
Charles Swindoll

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Thanks to the #Motherhood Community, reminding us that the existence of this community is not only for #Hive moms, but also to enhance all family members. To honor the parents is to recognize their work and to accept that the education they gave us was the best thing they considered at the time, from their knowledge.
Foto tomada del album familiar Mendoza Lara. Con teléfono celular de mi propiedad de marca LG
Oswaldo A. Mendoza R. (QEPD), was born in 1928, in a town in the state of Guarico, where he was the last of six (6) siblings who were orphaned by their father and mother... a very hard childhood and the beginning of an adolescence with work responsibility to give his economic support to his sisters (who were studying, that at that time the fastest study was to make the sixth grade and go to the study of primary education teacher).
With more age, looking for more economic solvency he made several works, changing cities in search of these improvements. He met my mom and that's another story. In those years the oil industry began to take over several cities for the exploitation of oil and the tendency was to take advantage of this opportunity that was in the hands of the gringos as they were called to provide weeks of work. Texaco, Meneven, others who, as mergers took place, adapted other names. After weeks of contracts, he moved to permanent workers in the oil industry who took up residence in Cantaura edo. Anzoátegui, where his work spaces were Batería 6, Anaco, San Tomé.
Foto tomada del album familiar Mendoza Lara. Con teléfono celular de mi propiedad de marcaLG
Now, in the family, he hid very well his love for his children, his admiration for the school grades that each one of us obtained in his school days, the sports ones, etc, although his demonstrations for these achievements were not made in an affective way, his way of demonstrating it was with some gift that could consist of some fruit of time that every afternoon when he arrived from his work he gave us: exquisite mangos, big and juicy plums, among others. Economically, there were limitations but there was never a shortage of daily food.
Within all his way of demonstrating his love was when we were already grown up, university students visited his paternal home was his beautiful smile and his phrase "ay ta" took us to the kitchen and showed us the frezzer that we could cook the meat that we wanted, that he bought when he went out in his purslane (as he called the Ford van, I don't remember Model) by the Pariaguan roads, because according to him it was fresh and more economic. Of course, not everything is pink, there were conflicts from parents to children, the ages, the way of thinking, the friendships that were taken home, the restricted exits, etc, etc.
As the years went by and I went into self-taught studies about emotions, family loyalties, etc, etc, the understanding of his behavior in those moments was understandable, because of the hardness of the world where he grew up and became an adult...he gave us the best he had in his sentimental part and in values: respect, honesty, companionship...that later each one of us as we grew up and had other means to socialize demonstrated the home education that as a heritage flooded us.
Screenshosts realizado con mi telefono celular marca LG.
In moments of my life, I have had the benefit of dreaming with him, I have cried in his arms, I have asked him for forgiveness, and I have even told him that I love him, and when I woke up I did so feeling an immense Peace. This reassures me and I honor him every day of my life. May the Light always shine on his path.
#divisores-de-texto-libre
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Fecha: 14/08/2020
Traductor DeepL