It will continue dripping water through my eyes

Uncle Danny, I still can’t believe that five days ago we were sending us smoke signals through the cybernetic space. And that yesterday, the only signal that I heard was the sound of your heart beeping thru the machine.

Thanks to you I traveled to the best places of the world, I created mental photographs built by your words. I nourish myself thinking that I would never be alone again; I know that you are by my side taking care of me, till we see each other again, that’s my only illusion for the moment, that someday we will meet again and that this emptiness it´s with me only for a momentary time.

Las Cuatro Milpas, Henry´s and Mission Valley were the last places we visited together and that ice cream shop where we shared the coconut gelato, places that I know I cannot return without my heart crying.

I certainly tell you that my blog will miss your eyes and my email your messages. You already had a folder with your name that now is left with a permanent number of writings.