When he played “house” as a child, he did not have dolls or bottles. He had to play the role of the “tough guy” from that childhood dream.
Nor did her womb accommodate one life, nor two lives. He was always close to the child, but he envied Mom, who always had more of the babies, but he does not forget those moments of feeling the belly of his beloved and sharing with her the dream future.
However, that is why he is offended when he has to hear that Dad’s job belongs to anyone, and even meditate on why his Day is not as exalted as Mother’s Day.
But Osvaldo twice had to assume the role of Mother-Father, and twice life has rewarded him for his care. The word Dad, in Osvaldo Gutiérrez Gómez, acquires greater grandeur.
It doesn’t matter that in patriarchal societies men have to be the macho-macho and not those of tenderness, because they are required to be the ones who ensure the economy and not the ones who caress and advise.
But a good father is not made in sketches, but by breaking paradigms, it does not matter that fate plays the trick of having to take on the education of his children alone.
Therefore, this brief chronicle is not to talk about the award-winning caricaturist or the excellent photographer or to please the great friend; It’s just to say, for Andy and Diego: Congratulations, Dad!
