We win, we lose.

Life is an exercise in winning and losing. Every time we win, we lose as well. I won my freedom but lost my puppy. I knew well it was going to happen. It was painful but, inevitable. I wanted the best care for him and I gave him up to my ex. I don’t think […]

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De la noche a la mañana, cambio de rumbo.

Dicen que los cambios más duros emocionalmente son las mudanzas, un despido y bueno, el divorcio. Quizá porque todos ellos conllevan un cambio drástico de rutina, de vida. Todo lo que hacías con asiduidad, que daba un sentido quizá falso de seguridad, de un día para otro se desvanece. Te encuentras como si te hubieran […]

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The age of loss.

I have come to the conclusion that there seems to be an age of loss. Nobody seems to bring this up, because really, it would be a real bummer to know before hand. Maybe it’s not a universal truth because each one of us has a different “age of loss.” Mine is now and I know […]

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