There are friendships that stay into you. Some last decades. Others less, but when that person is special - with her virtues and defects, and leaves untimely - it hurts.
Particularly this time I want to refer to you, dear Yanny. We met thinking that the real friends were our children without realizing that time would make you that time would make you a person very close to our family.
Now that you left, that you are no longer with us, and that therefore I cannot stop thinking how unfair life is, I can confidently say that I write this with tears in my eyes.What am I going to do with that friend whom I called to say "Yanny !! please, I need help decorating for the Halloween party !!!", "Yanny ... please you can come help me decorate my house for Christmas?you know that I have a lot of decoration, help! "And so it always was. There, loyal, present, FRIEND. Yanny, I have many friends but your place .... NO ONE will take it. I will miss you until the day when it is my turn to follow you, and there you will tell me "did you bring me my michelada?"
