A Heart named "Pepe"
As a child I wore a shirt that I gave away for International Children's Day, without even knowing it, not even the city where its picnic areas were. Years later I became a client of a small corner in front of Parque La Merced in Tegucigalpa, where I would come to hide on Saturdays to weave between routine chores and my weekend chores. The atmosphere was not splendid, but the solitude was enjoyed with the same taste as the chilaquiles, the pleasant chat of a black woman who attended the cash register and that gave a good flavor to the grotesqueness of the parish priests who came for a soup. To get rid of his hangover to start another.
Remembering it makes me a lump in my throat, they were years of my sketches for oil paintings in the succulent solitude and lyrics to the beat of silence before the girl arrived, she lit up my eyes. Peaceful enjoyed that calm that contrasted with the reminiscent bustle of the portraits of celebrities that crowded the walls in evidence of having visited the businesses of this man, a Cuban nobleman from whom Fidel expropriated all his assets but not his dreams, which he came to. meet foreign lands to remain in history as a synonym for good cuisine and generosity.
In recent years it was my friendship with his wife, who in the cemetery expressed the words that literally I quote, almost with the same permission of the girl who contributed more than half of his prose.
Confections, cookies, food to heap and lots of hubbub, was the preparation from an early day of the child.
He, anxious, prepared one more year to hold a celebration that was already part of his agenda.
I never imagined being a participant in such a human next to a great man project, but God in His vast goodness and mercy chose to serve a compassionate heart that I learned eternal values, such as reaching out to the needy, do not because there was plenty But because it is necessary for our souls to be filled with love through service to others. I feel privileged because I was with a godly being and shared a family with him and his last days of life.
Every experience with Pepe, seeing him restless in his honorable work makes me understand the legacy of a beloved foreigner who with work, effort and respect won the hearts of a nation where he could find freedom in all his senses.
There really are no words that can express the feelings that I hold at this moment, where I temporarily dismiss my husband, who has gone to a heavenly place next to the presence of the Almighty; But I am aware that one day I will see him again, when I also go to meet my Creator.
Thank you, Eternal Father, for giving me strength in this hour and to recognize that Your Word is fulfilled in me ....
"The Lord has helped us so far."
