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Dark day.

No one knows what happened that day, but what can possibly happen to drive a person to do what Mr. Iglesias did?

Everyone that knew him and talked to him knew that he was a good fellow, kind, nice, and very happy. Always the nerd in school, the good grade man, the lucky guy who married the woman he loved and had some kids. He seemed to have just a perfect life. So what could have happened to turn him down? His wife was not an angel but they seemed to love each other. Or at least that’s what it appeared.

I remember that day, that cold day… Everybody sat down and there was silence. Time seemed to pass slowly as family and friends came together. But there I was walking to the front still trying to find out what just happened, still…confused. I came up to the front and saw them, his kids. 5 and 9 year old kids very well dressed, but yet, silent. I’ve been on many  places, I’ve talked on stages and I’ve done some weird stuff in front of crowds, but this... I’ve never done this. Taking the front and trying to say things that I didn’t even imagined to say, it freaked me out in the moment. 

I remember seeing the faces of everyone full of regrets, doubts and questions like “What happened?” or “Why?”, Those seemed to be the questions on the face of everyone there. We were full of doubts as to why a “good man” had to do this… 

I started to talk as I was supposed to, yet I was not planning the words as they just came out of my mouth, besides I was his best friend. I remember thinking “What are you doing?" "Is this really happening?" "Is this a dream?” but I didn’t had the answers to my questions and to no ones questions. Words still were coming from my mouth. People were crying as they heard me speak. 

“No one knows what drived them to do this.” - I said… but my thoughts were “Why?”

"He was a good friend, a good father, and a good man.” - I said as I stared at his kids.

The kids used to be happy fellows, every time i saw them they were jumping and running, but now they were sitting down, looking down with no one around them as they realized they now were orphan.

“He was a good man that faced not so good times.” – I finished.

No one said a word after that. I’ll never forget that dark January 17th. The day they both died and the worst day of my life.

But well, it is also the day I became an adoptive dad.