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Before we begin, on behalf of my aunt and our entire family, I want to express our most sincere gratitude for your presence. Today, the pain of saying goodbye is great, but so is the comfort of knowing we are surrounded by so much love.

In the Gospel of John 14:1–12, Jesus says to his disciples:

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God and believe also in Me. In My Father’s house there are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me, so that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”

On November 26, 2021,
Pedro entered eternity,
leaving behind the silence of absence
and the radiance of his memory.

With his departure, we were deprived of the excellence of his philosophy of work,
of his artistic and cultural sensitivity,
of his demand for rigor and sustained effort,
of his open and spontaneous nature,
of his warmth, his understanding,
and of the simplicity that so brightly illuminated his life.

It is said that dreams rise as powerful manifestations of our creative capacity. They allow us to imagine, create and transform, not only ourselves but also the world around us.

My father was living proof that life is not made solely of what we see, but also of what we dream. And it is in those dreams that we find the deepest connections with those we love, even when they are no longer physically with us.

We are nothing but the memory we leave in others.

Life, in its most elemental form, rises as a sublime gift, a jewel whose brilliance we only truly appreciate when its light threatens to fade. In its infinite wisdom, it then becomes our most devoted and sometimes most relentless mentor. It guides us along winding paths, sowing challenges that test the crucible of our perceptions and transform us with every step we take.

On behalf of my father and our entire family, I wish to convey, from the bottom of our hearts, the pride and gratitude we feel for your expressions of affection, closeness and support.

There is a beautiful letter, arising from the voice of the English canon Henry Scott Holland —himself inspired by a sermon of Saint Augustine— that, as it peers into the mystery of death, says the following:

“If you love me, do not weep. ¡If you only knew the gift of God and what Heaven is! ¡If only you could hear the Angels’ song from where you are and see me among them!
¡If you could only see before your eyes the eternal fields with their horizons and the new paths in which I walk!
¡If only you could contemplate for one moment the beauty that I see, beauty before which all others fail and fade!

On October 12, 2006, Pedro Martínez Cutillas granted us the privilege of receiving the first edition of his work Panamá Colonial: Historia e Imagen, newly published. Within its pages there also traveled a handwritten dedication: words ablaze with warmth and closeness, an intimate testimony to the deep bond that united us and to the sincere affection he always conveyed to us.

The appearance of this book brought to an end a long-shared process, so often discussed and closely followed, during which we witnessed the hope and enthusiasm with which Pedro awaited the completion of a work to which he had devoted years of study, effort and reflection.