Dear Logbook, second day of the fourth and last trip.
Today the day has woken up with rain and clouds. In this time it is what he touches. At least it’s not very cold. For my part I have rested enough. Yesterday I went to bed later than I should. Well, after launching the campaign to collect signatures, I had to answer many dozens of messages deposited in the post office. People liked the idea they proposed to me from Osoigo.com . We’ll see if we get to those 700 signatures. At least, so that they hear that people suffering from cancer or other diseases are helped during the hard course of treatment. This Sailor in what I can help there will be. It is my way of being.
I have left the little sailors at the School and then I have started to write to you.
My diary, together with Marta, you are my faithful support since those fateful days, August 22th, I anticipate the result of the biopsy of the presence of cancer cells and that September 4th, when after the PET of August 30 the cancer is reconfirmed. Honey, my better half, I love you so much. Thank you for supporting me since 2002 and even more in these months of voyages and expedition. What would I do without you. I can not imagine. I LOVE YOU.
These two direct supports have been vital. And it is fair to thank everyone who has been there day after day. Direct family and politics, Mom, Dad, Isabel, Carmelo, Eva, Mario, Nuria, Susana and Andrés. THANKS THANKS. I know that I have been more grumpy than usual, I apologize for it. I don’t usually be that normal, although sometimes I have been. These days, weeks, months you have been encouraging me and I have been encouraging you. That mutual relationship has been vital in this hard sailing. You are a blessing from GOD.
To my uncles-daddies, uncles, cousin-brother, cousins. THANKS. That day to day calls, messages, etc. I thank you very much.
To friends, that day after day you have been sending me “whatsapps”, THANKS, THANKS. Keep going. Hehe, for asking not to miss. Of all the friends, I’m sure I’ll leave some of them, but I want to highlight several in which day by day, in my long walks through Stockholm, in my long hours of being “confined” at home, they have been there.
Eli, you have enough with yours to go on, day after day, keep giving me advice, telling me experiences, have you or have been doing therapy together. You’re a fighter, I know you don’t like me to tell you, you prefer stubborn. Many of us should learn from you. You are a SUN, THANKS, THANKS.
Adela, what to tell you, you’ve been cheering me up, day by day, wondering how I slept, how am I, if you could help me with something. And along with the Puri you send me a shipment of iron in the form of black pudding. THANKS. You’ve been helping me a lot, I thank you so much.
Susana, my sister-in-law, who on a day-to-day basis, helps me to make these words I write a little more orderly, with some less or more comma. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, I know you’re up to the brink with the academy. Thank you. Because the https://www.elcaminodelespanol.com/ remains alive for years.
Loli, my cousin, who made the indecent proposal to help me with the English version. And she is slowly passing me those texts already uploaded to “my English” corrected to make them more correct. THANKS. You are also giving me advice on how to improve my English. THANK YOU again.
Clemen, my dear friend. Circumstances of life separated us a time. That we have both decided to park to regain friendship. THANK YOU for encouraging me to launch a Web instead of a blog. THANK YOU for doing it for me through http://toools.es/. Thank you for cheering me up and telling me many times that you had that heartbeat that this was going to come out of luxury. THANK YOU deep down for being there.
Javi, my dear Friend of Alcobendas, that you have been giving us from the beginning such wise and good advice, both to me and to my Dear Sailor Marta. THANKS THANKS.
Isabel, my godmother, who after years without relating, knowing what was happening to me, is there every morning and every night, making me happy with texts, supporting images. Thank you very much.
Nuria, my coworker. That you are also sending me messages of encouragement, wondering how I am, etc. THANKS. THANKS. That with the day to day work and the kids, you already have a full wallet, but you get those moments of encouragement.
Rafa and Paula, who have been there, weekend after weekend, retouching your plans so that we could see each other and talk and make both Marta and me this journey more bearable. Family, THANKS, THANKS. If we continue here for another year, how much we will miss you. You are wonderful.
Fernando, my mentor, sorry if I call you that. But you have taught me many things in these years working and living in the office. THANK YOU for having time to talk to me from your dear Talamanca. THANKS.
Alberto M. that with your “voyages” and experiences you have been helping me along with your messages. THANKS THANKS.
Barbara, your messages of support and encouragement have always been a blessing. THANKS. THANKS.
To my sports families of FFdR and TRISANSE. THANK YOU for being there pushing and showing me affection.
Here too a small gap to all these people, who surely won’t read me. The crew of the KS ship. These people are from a special pasta. They always help you with a smile on your face. THANKS.
Anyway, I apologize, because I’m sure I’ve left people not to mention. In short, part of those smiles that you say you love. Part of those tears that now run down my cheeks is because despite this hard journey in which I walk or rather we are immersed, they are because I feel lucky. Because I feel that I am not sailing alone in a small boat, but that this ship or ark is immense because it houses so many people who blow together that it has made everything go fast, very fast. And that in that January consultation, God willing, we reconfirm that temporarily, we have reached that Island that we have already begun to look at the horizon.
Then, my Diary, we will see if I keep writing as often or not. But deep down, I will always thank everyone for being there. And to God for the fortune of being able to say that the life he has given us is wonderful.
Returning to what I have today. In a while the carriage will be waiting for me to take me to the dock and embark on the KS boat for another cruise at sea, but this time like tomorrow, it will be short-lived. Then turn back home walking. This time directly home, to try to exercise, but more content.
When I arrive home, it is time to eat and rest, then pick up the little sailor Gadea. And buy or prepare something for dinner. Well, my dear Nuria and Sebas will come to dinner and share things home. Those little moments that fill one a lot and for which one feels more fortunate to have met them.
Then it will be time to go to sleep.
And my dear Diary today I have spread like never before. But my environment deserves it.