Catarina Camacho took to social media to share the lasting emotional upheaval over her father’s death.
“He was afraid of death. I didn’t tell him, but most of all I was afraid that he would die. I remember being small, waking up in the middle of the night, always with the same anxiety. I was asleep? silently I went to his room and assured me that I was breathing. Then I fell asleep with my head on my chest, shaking with the rhythm of that athletic heart (at the time), ”she began, remembering.
“I am an only child. I was clearly daddy’s daughter. I will always be. Over time, the innocence of children is lost and life is no longer “so magical.” Truth? We’ve always had a lot of arguments, like those ugly ones where bad and wrong words are chosen. “There you are, with the features of proud lions,” my mother said. And then, with the same lion’s heart, we dissolved into smiles and hugging tightly, we will make this “Truce until the next fight,” we said playfully, “he continued.
“One thing is for sure, even though the winding paths, we never left anything unsaid. And our hearts were pure and serene. If in this life we chose our parents … then my mission with him was clearly more to be a mother than daughter (he said and felt me), ”he said.
“He was so afraid of death. I was so afraid that he would die, and I did not tell him. Give me your hand. And this is how we stayed until the fear passed.
He was afraid to die … and he died. He died without me, without hands, without warning. He’s gone. In one breath. My father died. My father died. Father, are you really dead? (I have to repeat this many times because … days later I still find it hard to believe), ”he lamented.
In the end, the journalist promised to give Internet users some advice: “If you still have yours, don’t waste your time. Forgive sincerely, embrace your soul, talk, ask, ask, write, call, don’t touch. ” I will not postpone it for later. Then it may not be enough for everything. “
