Sometimes…

Sometimes life is hard.Sometimes people don’t want to know your story.Sometimes people want to assume the worst about you.Sometimes people won’t take a second to sincerely see your heart and ask your truth.In the moments where these aches want to overtake the cracks of your heart,I’m reminded that Jesus sees you.He sees you trying.He seesSigue leyendo «Sometimes…»

WHEN YOU LOOK BACK ✍️

When you look back,may you never see the blaze of a life in ashes because you let your fear become your fortress, your flaws become your cage and your imperfect wondrous soul to be imprisoned in a tower of self-doubt. When you look back,may you never regret the seas you didn’t swim in, the beachesSigue leyendo «WHEN YOU LOOK BACK ✍️»

“Las Palabras”, Gianni Rodari. ESP/ ING

Tenemos palabras para vender,Palabras para comprar,Palabras para hacer palabras.Busquemos juntos palabras para pensar. Tenemos palabras para llorar,Palabras para callar,Palabras para hacer ruido.Busquemos juntos palabras para hablar.  Tenemos palabras para fingir,Palabras para lastimar,Palabras para hacer cosquillas.Busquemos juntos palabras para amar .

«When I Am Gone – poems for grief and loss».

I can’t say I loved you. I just can’t Because it makes it sound as if my love is past tense. Gone, finished, ended. And that is so far from the truth. My love is not in the past. It will never be gone. I love you now. Still. You didn’t take all this loveSigue leyendo ««When I Am Gone – poems for grief and loss».»

Magical people/ «Personas mágicas»

There are magical people. I promise you, I’ve seen them. They are hidden in all corners of the planet. Disguised as normal. Disguising his special way of being. They try to behave like others. That is why, sometimes, it is so difficult to find them. But when you discover them there is no turning back.Sigue leyendo «Magical people/ «Personas mágicas»»

I learned from my mother…

That women are strongThat life can be difficultBut we go on. She taught to be softOn those finding life hardTo help protect thoseWho’ve already been scarred. To work when I need toBut otherwise playThat night time’s for dreamingBut so is the day. To be gentle with thoseWho are tough on themselvesTo share out my loveButSigue leyendo «I learned from my mother…»

I lived a life for many years waiting for tomorrow.

Tomorrow I’ll start running. Tomorrow I’ll call that friend. Tomorrow I’ll read that book. Tomorrow I’ll tackle that room. Tomorrow I’ll speak up. Tomorrow I’ll try out for that part. Tomorrow I’ll plan that trip. Tomorrow I’ll take time for me. Tomorrow, when the kids are grown, is really what I was telling myself. Tomorrow,Sigue leyendo «I lived a life for many years waiting for tomorrow.»

After.

«After? There is no «after», because then the tea gets cold, then interest is lost, then day turns into night, then people grow up, then people get old, then life ends; and later you regret not doing it sooner, when you had the opportunity.”

WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR MOTHER/ CUANDO PIERDAS A TU MADRE…✍️

When you lose your mother,You will lose the person who loved you the most,the one who knew you best,the one who forgave everything,the one that took away your fearsthe one who looked for you when you were lost.When you lose your mother,no one will remind you to bundle up if it’s cold, or call youSigue leyendo «WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR MOTHER/ CUANDO PIERDAS A TU MADRE…✍️»