I've married in 25 September 2004 with Sandra, in the photo, and no, I'm not the one dressing white, you dirty minds : o)P.
This is ONE picture from the entire bunch. I have married in Portugal in a "quinta" (that means "farm" in english) but these "farms" in Portugal, where couples marry, aren't anymore working "farms". This one is called "Quinta da Pedra Firme" which means "Stone of Firm' Farm" (Quinta=farm - da=of - Pedra=stone Firme=firm - of steady, immovable).
In this day my father was alive and his eyes glistening all day. Despite I'm the oldest son of three I was the last to get married and my sister, who's the youngest, was the first in marriage. Today it makes 38 days that he's gone...my dear father.

The humans create the labyrinth, the humans must resolve it.

I don't believe there is a god interested in cruelty but if the concept of a god it's a cruel one that kind of god must exist because is followers make a cruel justice to make their point, burning stuff, threatening people, sure he's a evil god. Gods don't speak to us or they written words in a book, all that it's certainly written by human hands. Can't you see? The humans create the labyrinth, the humans must resolve it.
In the past, some christian thinkers had the sad conclusion that laugh and joke were devil's work. So there are still many people that can't think for their heads in the XXI century.

My father has died...

My father has died...
And I'm so sad that I couldn't ever think about it...
My father as gone...in the 15th of January of 2006.
Some how, a part of me has gone with him, I can not explain how sad it is...

When my mother and myself with my brothers were supposed to get my father from a Mitral's Stretch Correction operation back home, that have been good gone trough and the post-operatory time was OK, the doctors tell us that he had a cardio-stoppage...

To all the world: my father was the best of men...and I don't feel anger, but sorrow...
He will be forever in my heart...

Good bye, my father.
Your son:
João Paulo Correia dos Santos