My grandpa's funeral services
Mi abuelito nacio el 23 de noviembre en 1913. El fue un hombre muy fuerte hasta su ultimo dia y nunca dejo de ser trabajador. A los 85 anos me acuerdo que mi abuelito hacia toda la jardineria de nuestra casa y al diario subia y bajaba mas de 60 escalones. Mi abuelo nos enseno a todos lo que es vivir la vida sin restricciones y sin escusas. Un dia mi tata se nos escapo de la casa para irse a la tienda. Buscamos por todo el vecindario y al fin de todo lo encontramos con su botella de coca cola en la mano y una gran sonrisa porque estaba hablando con su mejor amiga, la tamalera. En el momento todos estabamos preocupados y un poco molestos con el, pero de ratito todos lo agarramos como gracia. Aunque aveces era muy serio y conservado el siempre tuvo su humor. Un modo o otro nos hacia sonreir a todos. El siempre nos inculco la union entre familia. Cuando habia un argumento entre nos otros el siempre nos decia que no nos peliaramos. Siempre avia una solucion mejor para resolver nuestro asuntos y pelear no era una. Si mi mama o mi hermana o yo necesitabamos un consejo el siempre tenia las palabaras correctas para hacernos sentir bien. Sobre todo el nos enseno lo que es la fe en dios. Cada noche y cada manana al despertar el daba una larga oracion hacia dios dandole gracias por todo lo que le ha dado. No habia nadien en este mundo que supiera mas que el. Siempre nos cuido, nos dio amor, y mas que todo nos dejo con muchas bellas memorias. Siempre lo voy a recordar como mi tata. El hombre que nunca se rendia. Desafortunadamente llego el dia en que el hombre mas fuerte y trabajador del mundo tuvo que descansar. El fallesio el 23 de octubre del 2017 un mes antes de cumplir 105 anos. Fue un honor tener a mi abuelo a mi lado por los 20 anos que tengo. Les pido a todos que porfavor nos ayuden a enterrar a mi abuelito. Mi papa no tiene casi nada de dinero y solo pido que nos bendigan con una donacion. Sea lo que sea todo cuenta. Gracias.
-Familia Berumen
My grandfather was born on November 23, 1913. He was a very strong man until his last day and never stopped being a hard worker. At the age of 85 I remember that my grandfather woulddo all the gardening of our house andwould go up and down more than 60 steps. My grandfather taught us all what it is to live life without restrictions and without excuses. One day my tata escaped from the house to go to the store. We looked around the neighborhood and at the end of our search we found him with bottle of coca cola in his hand and a big smile because he was talking to his best friend, the lady who sells tamales. At the moment we were all worried and a little annoyed with him, but once we got over it we all had a little laugh. Although at times he was very serious and preserved he always had his humor. One way or another he made us all smile. He always instilled the bond between us as family. When there was an argument between us, he always told us not to fight. There was always a better solution to solve our issues and fighting was not one of them. If my mom or sister or I needed advice, he always had the right words to make us feel good. Above all, he taught us what it is to have faith in God. Every night and every morning upon waking he gave a long prayer to God giving thanks for all he has been given by the lord. There was no one in this world who knew more than he. He always cared for us, gave us love, and more than anything left us with many beautiful memories. I will always remember him as my tata. The man who never gave up. Unfortunately, the day came when the strongest and best worker in the world had to rest. The died on October 23, 2017 a month before turning 105 years. It was an honor to have my grandfather by my side for the 20 years I have. I ask you all to please help us to bury my grandfather. My dad has almost no money and I just ask that we be blessed with a donation. Whatever it is, it counts. Thank you
-Berumen family
