Papa Grande, 

It’s been too long since I wrote something for you.

I never thanked you for all the advice and everything we learned together. I’m sorry I never visit you but you know you are in my heart and soul from the morning coffee to our night tea. 

Each morning I stare at your favorite armchair and I keep wondering what made that place so special for you. I sit there every once in a while and keep looking through the same window, trying to evoke all the thoughts you left lingering. As hard as I try, I can only feel your absence and your deep voice saying “check-mate” in front of an old chess board that represented my childhood and your wisdom. 

I love you, please keep the chess ready for when I there. Then we will have all the time to finish our last game that still sits at your study, gathering dust, longing and memories.

Your grandson.

Germán - 26