HAVANA TIMES – A week ago, a friend’s father passed away. He was a young man (66 years old) but had many illnesses: diabetes, hypertension, and on top of that, he smoked like a chimney. No one could make him understand that, with his conditions, he couldn’t smoke. He had been an alcoholic, but after having two toes amputated, the scare made him realize that diabetes and alcohol don’t mix, so he finally stopped drinking.
He lived with his wife, a woman 15 years older than him, but even so, they had a daughter, who is now 42 years old, my friend. The father-daughter relationship was never good; the truth is, he was never a good father, and that, along with the arguments with her mother, almost always due to alcohol, marked her childhood and her life in general. My friend is a strong woman today, but with very low self-esteem.
Two years ago, my friend’s mother had to go live with another of her daughters because she is also a sick woman, so he was left alone for some time. Finally, one day, this man went to live with his daughter, my friend, and their lives changed completely. Since the relationship between them had never been good, it didn’t improve now either.
There were many months of fights, misunderstandings, and complaints from both sides. One fateful night, this man began to have convulsions in the bathroom. His daughter was very scared and called an ambulance, but since