Another morning without you
It’s time to open my heart and what better way than through two basic elements in my life: my grandfather and brotherhood as is the Macarena.
I have a feeling rather strange since my grandfather, and brother macareno like no other, died that fateful day 29 July 2007. From that point I had to learn to cope with the irreparable loss of a loved one as he was. On a day to day of my life although he is not with me is a part of me that makes me walk and follow the right path in this life full of obstacles and risks. However, all these emotions are increased even more when it’s most beautiful week in Seville.
When it was his eyes Madrugá was different, like a child smiling, her warmth surround protected us as a brave man. He radiated from happiness to see his brother, his son, his son, nephews and grandchildren that we were ready for departure, was his day.
In the church we all gathered everyone around him as if he were a scholar. He was the true cross of our great family guide, was the legacy of our Lady of Hope Macarena and the Lord of Judgment. Each year, the season of penance do with my father and my grandfather became a privilege for me never dreamed of.
When it was dawn and we were about to return to our home as was the Basilica of the Macarena, I remember going to the section 8 º in which my grandfather held a stick, he was like a child, despite being tired, behind that purple mask always had a smile that encouraged me to follow the path into the heart of our neighborhood.
In 2007, a serious illness such as cancer, my grandfather forced to do penance station skyward to reach his mother was the Lady of Macarena.El July 29, 2007, my grandfather was brother life of our Brotherhood in the sky and then every Madrugá, in our guild missing a Nazarene carrying the rod of the 8th installment of Christ but is embodied in one of the angels appearing in the base of our Christ of the judgment.
Thanks for everything, thanks for making me your brother of this brotherhood, please walk about hand in hand many Holy Week and show me what love means to our owners.You need not praise you, beautiful pearl of San Gil, because everyone knows that from the front and handsome profile does not fit. There may be other people who love more to this brotherhood but none like you.
NHD José Antonio Fernández Jiménez