Y se nos fue, Chespirito. RIP, Chavito.
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Last night I got the chance to watch a really great Irish animated short called Coda by Alan Holly, which basically unfolds after a man who dies, and whose soul gets picked up by Death. However, before he leaves, he gets to revisit a lot of what this world holds.
You can check the trailer on Vimeo.
It’s hard to imagine that it’s already been a year. A year since my dad’s passing. As I sit here writing this a whole week ahead of the events that happened a year ago, I see the signs, the memorable -or maybe not so memorable- but etched in my mind as the most important things we did together. The things we ate, the things we watched, listened to and laughed about. His smell of cigarettes and mint candy, the roughness of his coarse beard, yet the softness of his now-clipped hair. His laugh and his unique way of ringing my doorbell.They all seem so distant, yet so close to my heart.
Papa, wo ai ni. Wo hen xiang ni.
The Boy and the World screen print that reminded me of my dad, who is ‘turning one-year old’ this week. Us, sitting together and looking up at the sky.
But you know what takes the cake? O Menino e o Mundo opened in Brazil on my dad’s bday: January 17th. You gotta be kidding me.
For those fathers who always play down their worries and fears.
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