After a week, it doesn't seem real or even remotely possible that you're gone.You were always such a kind, fun-loving person. You always had good advice when I needed it, you taught me a few things about cooking, life, and I enjoyed and missed your stories about your life and I even miss your bad jokes. I miss hearing you talk on the radio non-stop. You always treated me like another daughter to you and I'm proud to say you were my father in law. I love how happy Adrian always got when you came out of your bedroom in the mornings, and the way he laughed when he knew we were going to your room to say Good Morning. I know we all miss hearing you yell "Coconut Man!" when you were talking to Adrian. You and Adrian couldn't have been any closer. There were times I think we both got on each others nerves, but there's not a day that goes by that I don't miss you or think of you. Thank you so much for welcoming me into your family, and for all the ways you've helped me when I just needed someone to talk to. You were an amazing person and anyone who's ever met you would agree. This house is too quiet without you, nothing really feels the same without you here. I love you so much Papi, and I'm glad that in the years that I got to know you we grew so close. I promise to take good care of your Buey and Coconut Man. I'll you you again one day Papi! I love and miss you. Rest in Peace. I hope you have a big ham radio, your vision, and everything else you've ever wanted in Heaven. 
 

I have been dreading writing this for so long, but I owe it to my dad to speak about how much I love him. My father taught me compassion, respect, and what it means to be a good man. My father always joked about things in the weirdest ways and always tried to keep his head up in all situations, no matter how bad the situation is. I remember that every time I had a bad day he'd do something or say something to try to cheer me up. I loved that about my dad, he was full of life. My dad taught me that life is too short to live with a chip on your shoulder, sometimes you just need to accept that bad things happen and then choose how you react in that situation. I'll always remember how when he was a truck driver he would kidnap me every summer and take me over the road with him. We'd sleep in the cab of the truck, eat junk food and tell horrible jokes. My dad lived with me up until the end, for 8 years. Sometimes he would drive me crazy while other times it would be me that drives him insane. I miss my father and there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about him. I have a huge void in my heart, life and home without him. My family and my friends have made me stronger in my time of need. I love you Papi and I won't say goodbye, because you hated that word. I'll say that I'll see you one day and when I do I hope you will continue to be proud of the man you raised. I will teach my son everything you've taught me and tell him how much you loved him as he gets older. I'll always be your Buey, no matter how old I get or how long you've been gone. I love you Papi. Rest in Peace.