October 26, 2017 by Cristina Oroz Bajo

The forgotten or hidden Fathers?

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Parents, you are there too. Looking right and left, up and down, disoriented, sometimes trying in vain to be present, to find their place in a world completely changed by the appearance of a child. Take a step forward, claim your place strongly because otherwise you will not be able to say that they took it from you but that you let it go. Learn from nature, which gives women a gift that you can well share and learn, attentive to making it yours with no less effort and dedication than them. Do not let the aging pass in front of your eyes so that you are impregnated with its smell and its strength. Looking at how that woman bequeathed her life without a contract to the service of her family, that family that you dreamed of sooner or later but always with hope that dream that now we have to look for it in the corners hidden and hiding because we are in charge of scaring it, which is oxygen that mobilizes, makes you alive and full of vitality.




Fathers, you have the responsibility of being engines with the ability to make your women fly with simple gestures every day, cast knowing glances, enormous smiles and propel them because you have in your hand the key to life that with one twist gives enough strength to Let a woman fly over the moon for a year. Dare to dream with them, to hug them, to accompany them and whisper to them, making yourself present in the most beautiful process of this life as the present observer father who values, appreciates and shares dedication, unconditional love, do not allow your half of the project to be slip through your fingers, close your hand and hold it tightly because it will be your kite string and I promise you that the journey you will begin will be the journey of your life. Cristina Oroz Bajo

Special education , Child development

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