It was Father's Day today, and my first without my own father. What a strange feeling.
I got breakfast in bed, kisses, hugs and gifts from Gaby and the kids. They took care of me really well. We spent the whole day together and we just had a great time.
But... I didn't have anybody to call. Well, I did call Pepe (of course!), but Dad is no longer here. And even though we only used to talk every second week or so, I do miss him. I need to hear his voice. Luckily, I can still hear you sing. Thank God for those videos at home, in January of 2005. The day you finally came to Canada to visit us was one of the happies moments of my life, and I'm sure it was one of yours as well.
Happy Father's Day, Dad. I love you.
--Gabriel
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