UN CUENTITO

there is a man named angél.

he is a sweet old man.

his gummy toothless smile gets me everytime.

i met him at the tippy top of a cloudy mountain

on a blustery day in buenos aires, ecuador.

this particular community is in a rainforest area,

which makes me feel like i´m in central america.

it is beautiful and i sure do love it.

angél discovered me walking down the street,

and came to greet me. people are so friendly in ecuador.

he invited my husband and i to his home for a chat.

with machete in hand and a big goofy grin on his face,

we obliged and spent the afternoon reminiscing about his children

who now live in quito and spain, far away from him.

he is lonely. by the end of our visit, he told us he loved us 

as his own children and we could not deny 

we felt the same love for him as our little ecuadorian grandpa!

a few weeks later, we returned to buenos aires.

he caught us in the street - mid filming for some work there, and pulled us aside.

with a big wet kiss on my cheek and several hugs,

he gave me a heaping bag full of food.

it contained fruits freshly picked from his own garden,

and even a hunk of cheese which is hard to come by

in that area, so i knew it was valuable.

we thanked him, knowing it was all he had.

what a sweet, genuine, loving and selfless man angél is.

i think it is easy to say that he truly is an ANGEL.

we left with warm hearts full of gratitude for such a sweet old man.

i couldn´t be happier to call him my own abuelito de ecuador.

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