September is a month of beginnings, a new course, a new backpack full of illusion and a lot of dreams for some, a month to analyse new directions and improvements in one’s life.

A week full of emotions and experiences reaffirm to me that the bonds we create and care for with the people around us, both those who continue by our side despite difficulties and stones in the road, as well as new people that destiny puts on that same road and stay by our side, are the most important thing in our lives, which is no small thing. That bond, that union is what we will take with us wherever our future wants to take us, to that other dimension that I hope to see with my child. Neither objects, nor profits, or nothing material that surrounds us is worthy of admiration or simply to be taken into account. I lost my attachment to them as soon as I realised that what was taken from us was what was essential in our lives, our children who are not to be touched.

This week I have completed another lap of the sun, another one without blowing out candles but yes full of memories, some nice surprises and lots of kisses and nice words from those I have had the pleasure of meeting in this life, love in abundance. That is my greatest gift, the company of those who love me and a hug with lots of warmth, the good kind.

Also, this week I have celebrated another anniversary with that little piece of my soul that one day decided that despite how tiresome and annoying I am, it was a good life choice. 27 years together in marriage, we are an indivisible pack. I always say for now, one day at a time. In this too, because it is day by day when we owe each other a look, some affection and a good night, and although sometimes it is difficult, other times it is what I need most in my day to day life. It is during these last two anniversaries that it hurts us most how we have come this far with this pain forever tattooed on our souls, and, even so, we believe we are companions in fatigue, pain and tears, because our mutual company, as well as the family and our friendships, means that we row in the same direction. We allow ourselves the occasional moment of joy, especially with those tireless friends who one day said here we are and we won’t move, those who bring a smile to our faces without looking for it. Or that family that brings out the funniest part of you, the one I always say that united me with my treasure, clowns by nature.

This week we have had the honour of celebrating the first of many, the 1st Óscar Hurtado Rodríguez Memorial Tournament, a triangular tournament of teams to whom I am extremely grateful for their fair play and impeccable behaviour, a savoir-faire at all times that has contributed to the good spirits of that beautiful memory.

I have seen Oscar’s legacy of fair play, loyalty to his teammates, enthusiasm and belonging to a team and, above all, respect for everyone, especially in the eyes of all the representatives of the «Dragones Team». I cannot be more proud of having been a part of the creation of the feeling of belonging to something. The Dragones give us adults the strength that we sometimes need, the courage of the children that Oscar once coached, who in this tournament, with the permission of his coaches, I want to say that Oscar has been guiding them to undisputed victory. He has been there, from a privileged place, his energy has crept into the hearts of these children who have proudly worn his shirt for a few hours. A feeling of energy and fight to move forward; children who have suffered his absence, cried for his loss and longed for everything to be a dream, show us all the strength, unity and courage to move forward with enthusiasm, transforming pain into love.

I have, once again, an emotional hangover, from all the affection shown by all those, hundreds, who joined together at the Atlètic Sant Just FC and CF Sant Just Football Field. These teams came together to give their best to make this day special, a mix of yellow and blue that represent our town, to whom I owe so much thanks for not feeling lonely at any time and that sadness in some cases is always accompanied by the mark that Oscar left on all of us.


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