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" Everything has its time "

These days I have gone through a very strong existential crisis about my career and everything I dream and desire, many changes in my life I do and I wonder if this is the time.

I've been doing various projects that I thought maybe in a moment that this would be just the opportunity arose, as everything that has happened in my life, the circumstances are, and live and try to take them all the time to figure out what they want me, and I'm right there at that time.

I always thought that all of reality tells me that I always say something, and that part of my role in my life is find out what I mean.

One night Jose and I sat on the pier talking perfectly remember having said these words: "It's amazing what the pain in my life, I feel that comes as a call to wake up, to stay alert and to remind me that not everything is under my control and what I do is deal with it, learn and follow "... the next day my father died.

I experienced some very painful, which many still live more, but so far the hardest and most difficult has been the loss of this being that really got to love deeply.

is true, everything has its time, I had my time to grow, to study, prepare to enjoy life without worries, then came the time to mature, working, suffering for a loved one is born sick and struggling every day to stay, then time to get married and discover life and love are not just what you want to make them because then you live in a lie, then came the time of divorce, but finally learning that you plan your life circumstances continue to arrive and will be presented, and all must learn, then it came time to live alone, to rediscover who he was and that gave me all these situations, the time to put into practice everything I had been given. Then came the time for love, to meet Jose and feel I deserve to finally just give me what I want, what you deny me I will never be allowed nor will I be given.

Then came the time of greatest pain of losing my father, to stay with his last picture on the breakfast table and saying goodbye not even imagine that never see him again.

From then begins the time to walk with a sense of facing life with courage and do not let me run over. Sofia was born and with it comes the best time of my life, my work time, the office, to be a mother and give my best but almost always feel that I am the best person, it came time to overcome my fears more depth and feeling that I've never really been alone.

are past now, time to write, to speak out, to re-take the road to be built with other circumstances, to reevaluate everything I had, what I have and what I have achieved, but above all to love with passion all what I have been given.

Thanks to my family, my sisters, my mother has always loved me as I am, not even explain the why of her affection, thanks to José for joining me in this way so complicated, I'm not a person at all easy, thanks to Mary for teaching sun with its existence, thanks to Adda Sofia for being the little person who now leads me to make sense of my life. Thanks to my father that transcends every day in my life, and finally THANKS TO ALL OF YOU , all those friends I have met on this path of my life and this wonderful virtual world that has helped me discover a part of me that was not anywhere else, really thanks.

And really I say that if everything has its time and I think in my life today has ushered in unprecedented times.

A kiss to all.

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" IMAGINE ... A BETTER WORLD "

On May 3 was held on Freedom Day Expression; a very important day for journalism, but definitely one day very important for anyone who cares for life and freedom.

Many people who know me said to soften the love I feel toward my father, some say that I have an unresolved grief, definitely both are right. I love my father deeply, and after losing a I can tell you loved the pain never goes away, perhaps changing and learn to live it and discovered that never dies and who lives not only in your memories but in your life.

Writing has been a discovery in my life has given me a sense of infinite freedom, but also I learned that freedom means a lot responsibility and expressed similarly implies, especially when you go to other people before a review of the circumstances.

Recently, someone left a comment I said I could not be objective to reality, I can not answer that, it "should be", because reality is not what we want make it, the reality simply is, violence, aggression, injustice, pain, suffering, intolerance are not subjective, there are there, present in our world, our society and try to give an explanation very particular circumstances, no one is responsible for the consequences of their behavior look much less the solution is in our hands.

In my profession as a psychologist is very evident the people suffering, injustice and humiliation resulting from the abandonment, loss, abuse or void for lack of love or simply not be regarded as people, causing depression, grief, various diseases of the spirit, and I can tell I'm not subjective to their existence, they are there and it is the responsibility of all who inhabit this planet look around us, and make a trial, the most accurate, taking into account all reality, with each and every one of its factors, not only from my perception and my context.

In journalism it is exactly the same, is a profession that encompasses sociology and humanism in all its expressions, is to call attention to what is happening and take it to society to make this recall and look at what is presented, and can create changes, always livelihood of the common good of man, from his own nature and not just what suits the powerful.

If before reality could not be objective, then the evil, injustice, wars, etc, would be justified and will definitely tell them that they are not.

These days my mother told me that the beginning of my father in journalism was a volunteer in the newspaper where the years after he became Deputy Director of the, started from the bottom, knowing fully what the profession involved guided always by vocation, now I understand perfectly, it's a feeling I've experienced lately in the depths of my being embraces you and does not leave you so easily.

Perhaps if we could imagine and are constantly being converted into a utopia are pretty subjective justice honesty, the value of life, equality, freedom with responsibility, tolerance, respect, feel that lately I have to imagine them, because quite objective reality consistently proves to me that the dream I long for a better world is becoming more and more distant.

A kiss to all.

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