First father’s day


Yesterday was my first Father’s day; I mean as a father, population health of course. The day started at 5am with Orlando reciting a 45 minutes poem full of goos and gaas, and smiles. Really memorable. It is incredible to see how much he is changing everyday.

Orlando and Luis in father’s day

I later called my dad, 11,000 km away and 14 hours time difference to say ‘Happy father’s day’. It was a real surprise for him: Father’s day in Australia and in South America are in completely different times of the year.

Later during the day I felt touched by the news coming from Beslan (North Ossetia): the sadness of so many wasted lives due to fundamentalism. What would I do if I were in that situation? There are no words to express the horror suffered by those people, and here we are on the other side of the world without much that can be done.

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