Several months ago I did not write in FILE, confess that I am not easy ... especially when it enters the month of November we celebrate the dead in my country ... and Day 1 is just the birthday of my father.
Today I write as part of an exercise that my therapist left me .... I tell them I'm in therapy ... I've always said as psychologist at some point we all should and need to resort to therapy ... This is something magical and movements achieved important changes in our lives ... is an experience worth living.
for the second time I think I got the time to get help to overcome some things that only I could not fix.
I tell them that I started with something that really knocked me and it was the situation in my work ... I learned and discovered several things ... My job is not the center of my life ... the center of my life I am ... and everything that revolves around me have the importance that I want to ... I have decided that anything significant will help me grow and be better ... what not to do and actually prevents me ... not have the importance that it deserves. Also discovered once more that my value I give it to me ... to the extent that I recognize myself as I have value and all of what I can ... wonderful things will happen ... while I sit in the door to see life pass and wait without moving Apas and for something to happen and suddenly someone discovers how wonderful I am ... NOTHING WILL HAPPEN ... everything will stay the same or maybe worse, one circulating in the existence and acknowledging every time ... I will discover is that I can and as far as I can get ... that will always be as far as I so choose.
The second work is death my father .... I let my therapist wisely task to write a letter to my father ... In therapy I discovered that the mourning for the death of my father has not been exceeded ... I think 6 years are enough, (in psychology and is a time considered pathological) and it is time to live my life with all that the experience has left me as there ... but always bearing in mind that is my life, he lived as his best and I thought he did great, now my turn.
Then I transcribe the letter that came straight from my heart.
PAPA ....
not find the right words to express all I feel right now ... about you is easy ... I talk to you becomes complicated. Tapeworms
the perfect gift to recognize my feelings and what happened to me at all times, I miss you, really can not imagine how much, it hurts to acknowledge that I have not been able to overcome your game, do not understand, do not understand your , you were a wonderful human being you had to go, you really needed you, and every moment I can not help feeling that I miss you.
At first I was angry with God, I complained that I have been on my side, I reproached the one to take people always worthwhile and leave the bad to enjoy it all. It did not want to leave, your family, home, at work, your grandchildren, your life, for you were very important.
remember your picture in the living room couch by the window staring outside, I would have liked to know you thought .... but I am sure that you reflect on what the future held, suffered much in your condition., and I think what hurt was but you leave your job, something you really enjoy and you did like a few, I dare say that as anyone concerned about our security also you, your economy and what would happen to us to not be present.
I have many things to tell you in my life have happened a myriad of things I'm sure you share with joy and pride .... I always wonder what you think of me and my life, and if you feel proud of me.
case I'll tell you, after that tragic divorce, things improved incredibly in my love life, I remember one day before your death, I asked several times if josé coming weekend to see me and he was in Mérida, called my attention your insistence, I said it was a great kid and you were glad that I was with him, I told you that we are not married in December as we planned, then we would expect the decree of annulment to get married in the church I was very happy and congratulated me ... 5 years since we married and our love has borne fruit, first came Adda Sofia, if you saw her fall in love you as much as I have your sensitivity and intelligence, is smart, cute and sweet, observant, introspective, quite different from the children of his age, has his eyes blue is beautiful, I can tell you in April will Rafael, and I'm anxious to know how to be, is restless and constantly kicking me and telling me all the time here I am ... I think it always will, be a small to a secure existence and uneasy I will say it is this, I'll put your name, I'm excited to know that child would like you to call.
Professionally things have happened do not even imagine, I began to write ... and now I know why I was fascinated ... express what we feel and what we think is an exercise for the soul, especially if you share and help with this to everyone around you ... I learned that freedom of expression entails great responsibility ... You have been my example, your ethics and your attitude to life led me ... I won a prize for an article, and I am publishing in the Journal of Yucatan, just imagine, the Journal always admired ... I have my office, a space where I can be who I am, I have my clients and my reputation ... I warmly thank the sacrifice involved for you to give me my college career I chose, I really appreciate it, was my best legacy ... Thanks to this, I have a paying job, you could not live with my promotion, I've been 6 years as Area Coordinator of Psychology, and I explained how I could survive, always at every moment being in that institution I wonder what would you do for me each time I have a problem or situation to resolve ... I always admired your ability to survive in a very complicated job with a boss like you had ... and worse still in a place never recognized or appreciated how great you were, as a journalist and as a person ... the working world is not easy ... but there I go ...
I love you were here just a moment to see what I have achieved ... and I have ... alucinaría you will see the house and the car ... your dreams were always to have a late model car of the year ... and give me a car ... I can proudly say now that I got it dad ... with sacrifices and efforts ... I did, I have my home a beautiful car of the year ... myself that I can not believe I have ... I like both handling it with me ... you to share all my happiness ... I hardly think you do if you're not there ... sorry if Sofia and now Rafa could not know, but I'll see that through my life and my words you know ... that every time I look at Sophie and feel Rafa my belly you're in them ... Dad your life transcends each of us ... you always, even though the pain made me wonder.
I love you ... I love you a lot ... you were my friend ... I admire you and admire you forever ... I miss you ... I will miss you forever .... will be difficult to transform pain into something that helps me to continue and to grow ... I have done many things in your name ... but you'd like to do from now on my name, always thinking of your memory ... the best tribute to your life ... be doing something valuable of mine ... I mean the fact grow as human beings to enjoy and learn from what has touched me ... from what I've chosen ... I understand your love to us, to your daughters, your wife, your family ... the best gift life has given me are my children, my home ... and like you do not want to leave them for a moment, and greatly enjoy being with them.
Cuidanos dad ... it always will be ... I promise that I no longer cry or regret for your absence, that things will always be of joy and strength ... the lived like you ... Thank you for your life nobly lived ... I expect an equal and give me your grandchildren ... I remember your words: "Think I only guided by the desire to give sound advice, emanating from a painful experience, that when I am not more than a marble, a name and date understand the great hopes he had locked my heart for your life, and understand that you were the only reason that made me fear death, maybe then his face tanned noble fighters, rolling quietly a few tears shed in memory of those who only wish you knew a life nobly lived. "I promise that it will ... indeed I promise, no more tears ... my life speak for itself ... will.
Today I write as part of an exercise that my therapist left me .... I tell them I'm in therapy ... I've always said as psychologist at some point we all should and need to resort to therapy ... This is something magical and movements achieved important changes in our lives ... is an experience worth living.
for the second time I think I got the time to get help to overcome some things that only I could not fix.
I tell them that I started with something that really knocked me and it was the situation in my work ... I learned and discovered several things ... My job is not the center of my life ... the center of my life I am ... and everything that revolves around me have the importance that I want to ... I have decided that anything significant will help me grow and be better ... what not to do and actually prevents me ... not have the importance that it deserves. Also discovered once more that my value I give it to me ... to the extent that I recognize myself as I have value and all of what I can ... wonderful things will happen ... while I sit in the door to see life pass and wait without moving Apas and for something to happen and suddenly someone discovers how wonderful I am ... NOTHING WILL HAPPEN ... everything will stay the same or maybe worse, one circulating in the existence and acknowledging every time ... I will discover is that I can and as far as I can get ... that will always be as far as I so choose.
The second work is death my father .... I let my therapist wisely task to write a letter to my father ... In therapy I discovered that the mourning for the death of my father has not been exceeded ... I think 6 years are enough, (in psychology and is a time considered pathological) and it is time to live my life with all that the experience has left me as there ... but always bearing in mind that is my life, he lived as his best and I thought he did great, now my turn.
Then I transcribe the letter that came straight from my heart.
PAPA ....
not find the right words to express all I feel right now ... about you is easy ... I talk to you becomes complicated. Tapeworms
the perfect gift to recognize my feelings and what happened to me at all times, I miss you, really can not imagine how much, it hurts to acknowledge that I have not been able to overcome your game, do not understand, do not understand your , you were a wonderful human being you had to go, you really needed you, and every moment I can not help feeling that I miss you.
At first I was angry with God, I complained that I have been on my side, I reproached the one to take people always worthwhile and leave the bad to enjoy it all. It did not want to leave, your family, home, at work, your grandchildren, your life, for you were very important.
remember your picture in the living room couch by the window staring outside, I would have liked to know you thought .... but I am sure that you reflect on what the future held, suffered much in your condition., and I think what hurt was but you leave your job, something you really enjoy and you did like a few, I dare say that as anyone concerned about our security also you, your economy and what would happen to us to not be present.
I have many things to tell you in my life have happened a myriad of things I'm sure you share with joy and pride .... I always wonder what you think of me and my life, and if you feel proud of me.
case I'll tell you, after that tragic divorce, things improved incredibly in my love life, I remember one day before your death, I asked several times if josé coming weekend to see me and he was in Mérida, called my attention your insistence, I said it was a great kid and you were glad that I was with him, I told you that we are not married in December as we planned, then we would expect the decree of annulment to get married in the church I was very happy and congratulated me ... 5 years since we married and our love has borne fruit, first came Adda Sofia, if you saw her fall in love you as much as I have your sensitivity and intelligence, is smart, cute and sweet, observant, introspective, quite different from the children of his age, has his eyes blue is beautiful, I can tell you in April will Rafael, and I'm anxious to know how to be, is restless and constantly kicking me and telling me all the time here I am ... I think it always will, be a small to a secure existence and uneasy I will say it is this, I'll put your name, I'm excited to know that child would like you to call.
Professionally things have happened do not even imagine, I began to write ... and now I know why I was fascinated ... express what we feel and what we think is an exercise for the soul, especially if you share and help with this to everyone around you ... I learned that freedom of expression entails great responsibility ... You have been my example, your ethics and your attitude to life led me ... I won a prize for an article, and I am publishing in the Journal of Yucatan, just imagine, the Journal always admired ... I have my office, a space where I can be who I am, I have my clients and my reputation ... I warmly thank the sacrifice involved for you to give me my college career I chose, I really appreciate it, was my best legacy ... Thanks to this, I have a paying job, you could not live with my promotion, I've been 6 years as Area Coordinator of Psychology, and I explained how I could survive, always at every moment being in that institution I wonder what would you do for me each time I have a problem or situation to resolve ... I always admired your ability to survive in a very complicated job with a boss like you had ... and worse still in a place never recognized or appreciated how great you were, as a journalist and as a person ... the working world is not easy ... but there I go ...
I love you were here just a moment to see what I have achieved ... and I have ... alucinaría you will see the house and the car ... your dreams were always to have a late model car of the year ... and give me a car ... I can proudly say now that I got it dad ... with sacrifices and efforts ... I did, I have my home a beautiful car of the year ... myself that I can not believe I have ... I like both handling it with me ... you to share all my happiness ... I hardly think you do if you're not there ... sorry if Sofia and now Rafa could not know, but I'll see that through my life and my words you know ... that every time I look at Sophie and feel Rafa my belly you're in them ... Dad your life transcends each of us ... you always, even though the pain made me wonder.
I love you ... I love you a lot ... you were my friend ... I admire you and admire you forever ... I miss you ... I will miss you forever .... will be difficult to transform pain into something that helps me to continue and to grow ... I have done many things in your name ... but you'd like to do from now on my name, always thinking of your memory ... the best tribute to your life ... be doing something valuable of mine ... I mean the fact grow as human beings to enjoy and learn from what has touched me ... from what I've chosen ... I understand your love to us, to your daughters, your wife, your family ... the best gift life has given me are my children, my home ... and like you do not want to leave them for a moment, and greatly enjoy being with them.
Cuidanos dad ... it always will be ... I promise that I no longer cry or regret for your absence, that things will always be of joy and strength ... the lived like you ... Thank you for your life nobly lived ... I expect an equal and give me your grandchildren ... I remember your words: "Think I only guided by the desire to give sound advice, emanating from a painful experience, that when I am not more than a marble, a name and date understand the great hopes he had locked my heart for your life, and understand that you were the only reason that made me fear death, maybe then his face tanned noble fighters, rolling quietly a few tears shed in memory of those who only wish you knew a life nobly lived. "I promise that it will ... indeed I promise, no more tears ... my life speak for itself ... will.
Your skinny.
Mariluz.
A kiss to all
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