Happy birthday Papi. I have been thinking about you since I got up this morning. Thinking about your last birthday. Your 74th. Julio organized a surprise party for you at Carraba's. I am so grateful that he did. It's funny because he called me to suggest it and I remember he said "you know, we always give Mom a birthday party but I can't remember every giving dad a party."
We had no way of knowing it would be your last. But that day you were happy.
You were surrounded by your children, your grandchildren, your great grandchildren, your sister, your wife. You were happy.
I love you Papi. I miss you every single day.