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Cada día pasa ante mis ojos sin saber que biene cada paso me acerca o aleja mas de mi destino sin saber a donde estoy llegando creas un camino o sigues uno ya existente me miro y a cambiado tanto ya no tengo las energías de un adolescente pero e aprendido de muchas caídas, derrotas y algunas victorias ahora me toca enseñar lo aprendido a mis hijos sabre hacerlo no estoy seguro pero el tiempo lo dirá
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They told me, "you can't," and I did. "You don't know", and I learned it. "You are not for love", and I have made it mine with each writing ... They told me, no to many things, but I have made sure that it is a yes, because it is my decision what I choose to be, it is my essence, it is my strength, perseverance and desire to eat the world, because it is my passion for defend my ideals, and that nothing and nobody at all can avoid it. They said No, but I got the Yes.
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Una bonita polilla viene a vicitar e cada mañana al abrir las cortinas del trabajo siempre está ahí en espera creo tomando el sol o descansando nose si es la misma o cambie pero de que esta ahí siempre esta ahí
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The grandmother... A beautiful parable (earthly story, with a heavenly ending) That small family, arrived by chance of fate, to live in those modest apartments in the city of Cuernavaca Mor. there were three people, Juan, mari, and little Juanito, They were originally from Mexico City, one afternoon that Juan arrived from work, still living in Mexico City. F. He told his wife, woman, look, they gave me some news at work, the boss told us that there is an overflow of personnel and they gave two options, those who want their liquidation with all the benefits of the law, or those who accept a change of residence to the other branch of the company but it is in the state. From morelos in Cuernavaca, and I accepted the change, what do you think? Of course she answered, I follow you husband, where is your work, And so it was that they came to live in those modest apartments on the second floor of that city, when they moved and the following days, being in their new home, they observed that on the ground floor in an apartment at the back, they always saw an old woman leaning out the window, Mari, Juan's wife, took care of her little son, and the housework, while Juan knew the city and worked in the company's branch, Mari befriended the next door neighbor in her apartment. And with the daily talks once, she asked him about the old lady on the ground floor, The friend replied: I did not speak to her, she is always a gossip at the window, in the time that I have lived here, which has been two years, I have never seen anyone visit her, I even think she is a witch, she said with pride the woman.. Mari the night her husband arrived, I told him about the talk he had with the neighbor, to which he told her, I don't believe that, woman, what's more, that old lady reminds me of my two grandmothers that I no longer have, and it's more now Let him pay, because you don't make him a bread 🥖 of the kind that you bake and take it to him to give away, in the plan of good neighbors .. She liked mari the idea. And in the fortnight she made her bread, and took it to her, with her son in her arms, under the old woman's apartment, in the morning, she knocked on the door 🚪 and after a while, with an astonished face, the old woman looked out the window, and then he opened the door for her, Good morning, neighbor, I am Mari, your neighbor upstairs, we changed a few days ago, we are from Mexico City and I made this bread for her to eat with her coffee, Thank you, the old lady answered, please come in, she would not have bothered, I am Mrs. Canda and I have been living here for several years, and what a beautiful child. It's not a bother, Ms. Canda, it's about having a good friendship, and if my son is very cute and well behaved, and his name is Juan like his father, -I saw them when I arrived and also on the other days, because in that, I entertain myself with my TV 📺 I stopped serving and also my radio 📻 .. And so they talked for a long time until it was time to say goodbye. -When you like mari this is your house, I was very happy to visit me, Thanks Doña Canda, I will visit you more often, you will see. And so the day passed and at night when her husband arrived, Mari told her His visit to the grandmother, as well as Mari and Juan, they told her in secret, what a good woman, I am glad that you have visited her and now how false judgments are made of people, without knowing them .. If she is in the window it is for being distracted, but this weekend I'm going to send him to repair his TV 📺, and look in the closet I have my 📻 radio recorder, I don't use it when I put it away, I'm going to give it to him so that while he listens to his news and music , and once as my parents say and God will provide later .. Thank you husband, said Mari .. The next day early, Mari took her, the radio, to the grandmother and gave her her husband's greetings, and the words that he gave her with affection, so that she would listen to his news, the old woman's tired eyes filled with tears, upon receiving the gift, and I do not hesitate to give hundreds of blessings for the young couple, no Doña Canda, do not cry, Mari said to her, she is going to make me cry too, it is with affection this small gift, -Thank you daughter, no one has visited me for so long, and the first to arrive are to feed me and put aside a gift, tell me if it's not to cry? And so they spent a while, Mari says goodbye and says Dona Canda visited her tomorrow, but I will come with my husband, who wants to meet you and if you accept, he will take your TV to repair, if you allow it. -yes mari thanks see you tomorrow That day when Juan came home from work, at dinner he said, Mari, I have good news, they are going to lend me a company van, along the route I have, to leave some orders in the afternoons when I return home, What a good husband, and I already gave your gift to granny and I cry with happiness and notice that she told me something that shocked me, she said that she has had a long time that no one visits her .. We'll see her tomorrow, and I'll take her TV to repair, here entering the neighborhood on the avenue is an electronics repair business. The next morning, the three of them visited Dona Canda, who was very pleased to see them, and Juan said, you remind me a lot of my grandmothers qepd, and I wanted to ask you if she would allow me to call you grandmother Canda. -Of course, son, it has been a long time that nobody calls me that (?) And so began a beautiful friendship of that small family with Granny Canda, who with more confidence one day she told them, -I have three children, two boys and a woman .. They have been angry with me for a long time, because my husband qepd, he had a hardware store business and when my husband started to get sick I tried by all means that he will be cured, to the degree that the businesses had to be sold, to save it and it was not possible, there was only a small hardware store that my husband's brother, my brother-in-law always attended and helped my husband, and my husband told me that he left it to his brother as payment for his loyalty, and my children never cared about their father's business, nor did they see for him, in illness, so I followed his instructions, and they forged my signatures in revenge and sold my house, and here They came to leave me, and they don't visit me. When my brother-in-law found out, he sent me a monthly money, and he told me that if I want to, we will sue them and I could win it for being alive, and being the widow, but children, I no longer want problems, I am too old to be in Judgments, you see that not even you I can visit in your apartment as you have invited me so many times, because I cannot climb stairs, I better be satisfied if you visit me and bring me your little son who gives me so much joy in the day ... .. My children will have their payment at some point in their lives ... (they did not want their father's gift) and the grandmother burst into tears, Juan and Mari tried to calm that sadness kept for years, but it was difficult for them , they better left and let Doña Canda take everything out for that day ,, And so the months went by and the friendship grew stronger and stronger with Granny Canda, as they affectionately called her. Until one day, while at the doctor, they had taken the grandmother for some very severe headaches that they gave her. The doctor gave them the terrible news that Dona Canda, she had a tumor on her head and the doctor did not give her long to live, since the pains were increasing day by day, So Granny Canda arriving at her modest apartment, sitting on her bed 🛏 she told them -I know what is going to happen to me children, do not be sad, I will tell you: last night I dreamed of my husband, and he told me that it was time ⏳, and to tell you his last message, which was his gift to you .. . But as Grandma says that, if you are going to live for us much longer, you see how Juanito loves you and calls you Grandma .... -children do not want to deceive me, I thank you for so much love, and attention that you have given to my days, but my husband told me before he died that he was going to visit me, as my last days approached, to tell me who he was leaving your gift, well our gift .. I only ask that when I die, the dining room table and the head of my bed, you keep it, everything else give it away or throw it away are old things like me! But I repeat the table and the head are for you ... Yes, grandmother, thank you, but don't think about that anymore, with medicine I know it will heal, Juan told her. Two days later, when Mari arrived from leaving the child in kindergarten, she found out that Mrs. Canda, the grandmother, had died of a heart attack, while she was sleeping, she told her husband that when he arrived, a very luxurious car arrived almost at the same time. from which a man and a woman came down, who presented themselves as Doña Canda's children, who did the procedures for the body, paid the landlady, Juan introduced himself and told them that they had seen the grandmother, they the children They limited themselves to saying to him, we are going to bury Doña Canda, in such a cemetery, and then take my mother's old furniture as payment, we are not interested in anything and they left. That night they both cried of sadness and impotence, they could not believe, how there were children who cared more about money, than the lives of those who engendered them, do not cry anymore son, Mari told him, our conscience is at peace with God, that we gave her love and attention until her last days, we will visit the grandmother where she rests and we will say goodbye to her. The next day that was Juan's break, the landlady knocked on the door to tell them that if they wanted something from the grandmother's apartment, they would take it because they had already cleaned it to put it up for rent, they went downstairs and, as the grandmother said, they set aside the table and the head, and Mari kept a dress of the grandmother a photo that the grandmother had with her husband and the tape recorder that had been Juan's, and together with some gentlemen that the landlady took, to clean the apartment they raise the furniture that strangely weighed a lot, That same night when they sleep they hear some noises in the living room that wake them up, they get up and go to the living room where the granny's furniture thundered and creaked, Juan with fear turned on the light and saw that the furniture had openings on the legs, He approaches and a voice inside him tells him to break the wood more, and as he does so, silver coins and bills start to come out from the four legs of the table, as well as from the head when opening it, which according to them was a fortune. , the prim But what they did was visit the tomb of Doña Canda who was buried where her husband was also, and when they saw that it was only earth and an iron cross, they sent him to make a beautiful tombstone worthy of beautiful people and they put the legend Thank you to some great parents and grandparents. Yours sincerely, your false children Juan, mari, and Juanito ..
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FOR REFLECTION ... WHAT ANNOYING OLD PEOPLE ARE! Once upon a time, there were two friends who were having coffee and one complained to the other: “My mother calls me a lot on the phone to ask me to go talk to her, or to ask me to take her to such a place, or to go eat at her house. I go little and sometimes I feel that she bothers me the way she is and asks me for things. You know how old people are: they tell the same things over and over again. In addition, I never lack commitments: that work, that my children, that friends ... " - "On the other hand," her partner told him, "I talk a lot with my mother. Every time I am sad, I go to her; when I feel alone, when I have a problem and I need strength, I go to it and I feel better. " "Wow," the other pained, "you're better than me." "Do not believe it, I am just like you, replied the friend sadly, I visit my mother in the cemetery." The old are not a nuisance, they need us. The first issue they need from us is our forgiveness. No father is perfect and without a doubt his parents made many mistakes and that is why he needs to forgive them. It is useless to hold resentments and bitterness. If he for any reason he resents his parents, today is the perfect day to forgive them. The second question they need is your understanding. You must understand that they did the best they could with the knowledge and resources they had. They need to hear from you that you still did good things raising him. They also need your support. When our parents reach old age they need a lot of our support. Support them with your time, with your attention. No rush or rush. Invite them to your home for lunch. From time to time give them money. You know, it is very frustrating to need money and not be able to earn it intellectually or physically. The Mexican writer, Alejandro Orozco, said: "Your old people need little, but that little they need a lot." So if he still has his parents alive, why doesn't he call them right now? Why not visit them and tell them how much you love them? Spend time chatting with them, invite them over to your home, and enjoy their company. Maybe your old people can no longer drive and need you to take them to the doctor or the supermarket. Help them. Get more involved in their lives. Do it, before it is too late and remember "Our old people need little, but that little they need a lot." Remember your old people today and tomorrow they will remember you.
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Hoy caminando a casa paso por un parque sito y derrepente me encuentro esto se me hizo bonito tomar estas fotos en una unos insectos los cuales nose como se llamen pensé que eran Catarina pero creo que no la otra es una flor única en ese gran espacio floreciendo es perfecta así como la vida y el instante que encontramos nuestro centro y vivimos el hoy como un desprendimiento terrenal entrando a un extacis de mente liberada y camino a la paz cada mundo vive en cada cabeza y de muchas maneras observamos la vida y de muchas formas encontramos la chispa que nos renueva y llena completamente saludos y gran día
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Que son los sueños Cada persona siempre al ir a descansar y alcanzar el sueño profundo revela imágenes que se transforman en sueños estos puede pareser que son deseos ocultos que tenemos y en ese momento en ese trance del sueño son alcanzados por uno por otro lado también está la parte de los miedos que tenemos lo malo que emos echo nos persigue en forma de pesadilla que nos impiden dormir bien y se convirtió en perdida del sueño y en unos casos muy especiales son una revelación de un futuro probable que se muestra algunos lo llaman destino o dejavu por eso crees que ya viviste ese momento y sabes loque ocurrirá
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Tus plantas no están muertas, sólo están dormidas Muchas plantas viven en lugares con climas extremos que son incompatibles con su especie durante al menos una parte del año, por lo que recurren a la dormancia vegetal. La dormancia, también conocida como dormición, es un período en el ciclo biológico de un organismo en el que el crecimiento, desarrollo y actividad física se suspenden temporalmente por lo que puede parecer que han muerto, pero en realidad, cuando cambia la temporada, estas especies regresan a la vida más fuertes que nunca. Así que recuerda cuidar alas plantas bien
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Lo lindo de donde vivo es que aun existen estos lotes donde creen los mirasol es que asen una vista muy hermosa llena de paz y recuerdos de la infancia
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Alguien se a detenido a admirar la naturaleza lo bonita y perfecta además de leal ejemplo estos tres árboles son distintos diferente hoja tamaño y color pero su fin es el mismo así como estar unidos por ellos mismos juntos hasta una de dos el hombre los quite o se llegara a secar alguno y muera son de raíz muy grande pues aquí ase mucho viento y si no se agarran bien se irían bola do cuando yege a este lugar estos eran árboles chicos y han creído junto conmigo desde ese instante hasta ahora saludos mis amigos
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There have been times when I've had $ 50 to feed myself and I've also had $ 200 to eat out. I have had a house full of food and I have had nothing. I have been to the stores paying without worry and have also had to remove it and put things back on the shelf. I have paid my bills in full and have also had to pay them late. I have given money and I have also had to ask for it. We all have ups and downs in life. Some certainly more than others, but we are all trying to get there. No one is better than anyone and my heart is sad for those who think they are. It doesn't matter how big your house is, how new your car is, or how much money sits in your bank account - we all bleed red and it will eventually fade from this earth. Death has no discrimination and neither does your life. Be nice to others. We are all here to serve. Stop the power to stumble. Your big ego will get you nowhere. Be humble. And keep the faith going.
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Saldo blanco hoy acave mi jornada de mañana a esta hora en blanco pero estuvo muy estresante el día como fastidioso y super lento ahora me queda solo la noche hasta mañana en la mañana que salga y esperemos sigo igual saludos desde michoacan mexico
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Día en el que miro pienso y camino tranquilo sin prisa solo observando a mi alrededor sintiendo la energía del sol recorriendo mi cuerpo el viento sopla las hojas caen y se ban con el adonde las guíe no sabrán su destino hasta que estén ahí veo mi sombra reflejo de mi siguiendo e a todas partes hoy un nuevo día para seguir y disfrutar dela vida
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BECAUSE TOMORROW ... I DON'T KNOW IF IT IS TOO LATE !!! "Where are you going?" My husband from the sofa looked at me stunned. - Here at the door, to walk the dog. - And for that you have hair and makeup? And you've worn that suspiciously guarded dress for a special occasion like your birthday. - Yes!!! - You are not okay? Are they going to think you're crazy? - Maybe yes, they think I'm not well ... that this confinement has ended the little sanity that remained inside me, hahaha. But the reality is that I have never been saner. Before I thought about saving this dress for a special occasion, my birthday, without realizing that every day is special, that every little outing, going to buy bread, or to the pharmacy, every little walk to my emblematic mountain. And yesterday it came out sad giving gray strokes. And that is not fair, I am alive, and I feel the need to be happy, to live, to love ... and I have hope, I have time and I have decided to put my little grain of sand to the hope of the world. I'll go out the door for a minute, go to the corner and come back, like I'm walking on a red carpet. Whoever sees me from their balconies will smile and that is something that I and my peculiar attitude and way of being will provoke. Today I do not want to save anything for tomorrow, I will release everything, I will give the best version of me, and tomorrow I will put on another dress and so on until they are worn, they have had a long life full of walks and smiles, that cause looks and give them joys, which are eaten by moths in a closet. I had been on the street for less than five minutes when my husband appeared with his waistcoat suit, from some wedding, he was wearing shoes without socks and a top hat that he didn't even know we had. I didn't want to laugh but the laughter came out by itself. He came over and offered me his arm. - Come on, our red carpet is only a few meters long and we are going to enjoy them to the fullest, honey. How crazy, it may be ... but that night only laughter was heard that left our fears behind, giving way to the best within us and thus reflecting it around us. Life is today ... not tomorrow ...
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Mi mamá siempre le an gustado las plantas recuerdo de pequeño tenía un jardín tan bonito ahora se cambiaron de casa no se pudo llevar su jardín pero eso no impide que mi mami tenga sis plantitas y esi esta su jardín en su nueva casa y cada ves tiene más
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Un lunes caótico en mi ciudad entre marchas sierre de vialidades choques las vacunas esto es un caos ni por donde irse uno a trabajo o casa así luce mi ciudad mi bonito Morelia de caos
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When we wake up, many of us check the cell phone in search of a good morning message from that special person, the lucky ones will find one and smile, the rest of us have no choice but to continue with our normal day, fighting and repairing ourselves little by little. Those good morning messages will come later, for now there are more important things to smile about.
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Con estas series que saca netflix tan buenas me deja despierto toda la noche jiji alguien más ya mira los juegos del calamar esta super buena ami me tenia en suspenso y se siente feo como pierden a amigos y así me tenia un capitulo mas y uno mas así asta que acabo jiji esta buena se las recomiendo
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Muy lindo día domingo tengan todos mís amigos en este día nos toca trabajar a muchos y a otros descansar la malloria de domingos que me a tocado esta super tranquilo esperemos no sea la esepcion
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Una película muy padre que mire con mis niños habla de una alma que no está lista y una lista que no quiere nacer donde se encuentra la razón para vivir mediante una aventura encontrar la chispa del nacer y el porqué estamos aquí siempre se encuentra en lo más mínimo y ala vista tuya solo debes ver detenidamente
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Encontré esta bonita foto a mi ciudad en Morelia michoacan México es la Catedral ase más de 80 años así se vivía aquí ahora ya cambió mucho en verdad
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Saliendo del trabajo a jugar con mis niños un rato antes de aser tarea y dormir un ratito mis niños y su imaginación me superan jiji ya no se gugar mucho como se pasa la juventud y dejamos de usar la imajina ion
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"In a few hours it will be tomorrow and a new day will begin, new opportunities and probably new failures. There are things that I do not understand and others that I would like to ignore; there are pleasant situations and others that we cannot control. Life is a swing of sensations that we cannot control. they can be hidden, it is the art of existence. "
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"THE APPLE TREE" Long ago there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved him very much and every day he played around him. He would climb the tree to the top, eat his apples, and take a nap under the shade of it. He he loved the tree and the tree loved the child. Time passed and the little boy grew up and he never played around the huge tree again. One day the boy returned to the tree and heard that the tree said to him sadly: "Are you coming to play with me?" But the boy replied: "I am no longer the child I used to be, who plays around huge trees." What I want now are toys and I need money to buy them. "I'm sorry, said the tree, but I have no money." I suggest you take all my apples and sell them, this way you will get the money for your toys. The boy felt very happy, took all the apples, got the money and the tree was happy again, but the boy never came back after he got the money and the tree was sad again. Some time later, the boy returned and the tree became happy and asked him: "Are you coming to play with me?" I don't have time to play with you, I must work for my family, I need a house to share with my wife and children, can you help me? "I'm sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can cut my branches and build your house." The young man cut all the branches of the tree and this made the tree happy again, but the young man never came back. Since that time the tree He was sad and lonely again. One day, in a warm summer, the man returned and the tree was enchanted. Are you coming to play with me? He asked the tree again. The man replied: "I am sad and getting old, I want a boat to sail and rest", can you give me one? "The tree answered: use my trunk so that you can build one so you can navigate and be happy." The man cut the log and built the boat from him, then he went sailing for a long time. He finally he came back after a long time and the tree told him: I'm very sorry, but I don't have anything to give you anymore, not even apples. The man replied: I have no teeth to bite; nor strength to climb, because now I'm old. Then the tree with tears in his eyes told him: I really can't give you anything, the only thing I have left is my dead roots. The man replied: I don't need much now, just a place to rest, I'm so tired after so many years. Well the old roots of a tree are the best place to lie down and rest. Come, sit with me and rest. The man sat by the tree and this happy and content smiled with tears. This is the story of each one of us, the tree is our parents, when we are children, we love them, we play with mom and dad. When we grow up we let them. We only return to them when we need them or are in trouble, no matter what it is, they are always there to give us all they can and make us happy. You may think that the boy is cruel to the tree, but this is how we treat our parents. If you still have your parents, don't forget about them. Remember that tomorrow you will be that tree, if you already are. Anonymous author
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Ya en el festejo de mi niño sus 7 años el bien alegre con primos
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Un día como hoy pero de ase 7 años nació mi pequeño hijo Moisés quien es mi hijo arcoiris pues nació después de la pérdida de un hijo mío quien no yego a este mundo con vida y tiempo después yego Moisés y me trajo mucha dicha y alegría feliz cumple a moy por sus 7 años maravillosos
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El día de ayer despedimos a un amigo que va a otro trabajo pocas veses se despide de alguien así solo cuando la persona deja hueya en los demás se merese aser esto el Lic osvaldo me enseñó mucho delo que aprendí es de inversiones y Trade además siempre me apoyo así que se le desea mucho éxito y un asta luego saludos amigos
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As everyone knows, these two years of pandemic have brought sadness, famine and calamity to the entire world. Because for reasons of having to protect ourselves by not catching this cruel and terrible virus. The entire economy in all countries has been destabilized and stopped. I don't know other countries, but in my Cuba, the country where I live today and coffee has been lacking for several months. This black liquid with an exquisite flavor. Taking it in small friendly doses protects us from type two diabetes. It is good for our heart. And it reduces the risks of getting cancer in our liver. But EYE in large quantities is toxic and causes mental fatigue, tremors, insomnia and even restlessness. Despite the fact that I consume it in small doses to prevent its negative effects. I always add little sugar and three little girls of holy basil. Since this plant linked to coffee. It improves our digestion. It prevents headaches and protects our kidneys. But as well I told you at the beginning and for months we have not. I have decided to replace it with guava leaf tea. This way I lift and improve my immune system much more. Nice Monday I wish you. Much peace and happiness. And may life reward you with beautiful things
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En Mexico ayer por la noche se fedtejo un día conmemorativo para nosotros como el grito de Independencia en el cual lucharon nuestros antepasados por un Mexico más justo sin tiranías y de igualdad en ese tiempo se logró pero ahora se vuelve a lo misma los que tienen el poder se asen ricos con la explotación del pueblo y beneficios sólo asu gente y el pueblo sigue igual po re y sin seguridad pues el narcotrafico y los carteles dominan y el gobierno no ase nada estamos peor de lo que estuvimos en ese tiempo lastima que ya no tengamos las agallas para enfrentar este mal gobierno y derrocar alos de arriva lastima que nos con formemos con vivir un día mas de miedo y no disfrutemos la libertad que ganaron para nosotros sai es Mexico donde el rico se ase más rico el pobre más pobre la delincuencia es inmune ala justicia y los que viven bien mueren así es mi Mexico mi triste Mexico
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ME VOLVÍ A ENAMORAR. Estoy enamorada, de alguien que le soy suficiente, que me abraza y eleva mi autoestima, que reconoce mi valor, y que me ha dicho que no necesito a nadie más para ser feliz porque nos tenemos. Ese alguien me enseñó a perdonar y perdonarme. Me volví a enamorar pero, ésta vez es distinto, porque me ha hecho entender que merezco lo mejor de lo mejor y no menos. Que un amor con dudas e inseguridades no es amor. Me enamoré de alguien que cree en mí, sin importar las veces que tropiece, porque sabe que después de las caídas con más fuerza me levanto. Me enamoré de alguien que me da paz y seguridad. Que es capaz de dar todo por mí, que me ama siempre y no a ratos. Me enamoré de alguien que me envuelve con sus brazos y me entiende. Que a pesar de mis días oscuros y del caos que llevo dentro, no sale huyendo, se queda y me acompaña en mis momentos de soledad y sosiego. Me enamoré de alguien que al verme le brillan los ojos. Su mirada refleja cuan feliz se siente en tenerme, y con una sonrisa me recibe siempre. Desde que nos descubrimos no pasa un segundo en dejarme sola, me acompaña a mis lugares favoritos, y disfruta de mi compañía sin condicionamientos. ¡Sí, estoy enamorada! Y aunque hasta hace un tiempo esto parecía imposible, hoy amo a esa persona... Se volvió mi persona favorita. Me volví a enamorar, pero esta vez lo hice de mí.