When I decided to add this post I thought that there was no relation between what I'm going to explain and the doctoral dissertation, but I was wrong, absolutely wrong.
My father died the 7th of December, so less than one week ago.
In few months we would celebrate his 90th aniversary.
At midnight he was fine, at home, creating a DVD with pictures and music for his friends; one hour later he died in the hospital, so no pain at all.
The next two days we have been receiving condolences from a lot of people that we never knew before. The church was not enough to accommodate all the people willing to be there, with him for the last time.
He played the same role that he always used to: some of my cousins, relations broken during the last 25 years came to the funeral, so he succeded one more time to make people forget minor, often stupid and nonsense disputes.
So a lot of sadness, but also a contradictory feeling of satisfaction knowing that he was very appreciated. The priest said: I know he was a good man. I just have to count the people paying the last visit
Well, certainly, not being able to explain him how I'm doing, what I'm learning, it's emptying one of the goals of this project, in the sense of making him proud of me.
The day of the funeral I meet unknown people telling to me and to my brother that they knew about us: our studies, our work, our families...
I have to accept that this was not only an intelectual challenge, as I thought
Thanks dad
dissabte, 12 de desembre del 2009
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