Nadie sabe, Que son esos pequeños momentos, Los cuales inundan de tristeza al alma. Poner la mesa incompleta, sentarse, Y ver un puesto vacío. Nadie te advierte, Que lo peor no son esos primeros días, Sino unas semanas después. Cuando el mundo continúa girando, Y te quedas solo en tu dolor. Nadie entiende, Que no …
To love myself Is more than feeling pretty in a selfie Getting myself a massage Or treating myself to good lattes To love myself Is all that and so much more it’s acknowledging my voice Even when the noise is loud It’s to call out for help When I’m drowning in despair To love myself …
Woke up… Missing your silence, Your stillness, You vastness. My wisest teacher, Eternal partner, You make me humble, You make me better. Dear Ocean, I take you with me… Everyday.
To be still, In body and heart, Is not to be empty, Is not to be limp. It’s a test of endurance, Of resilience, And grit.
I always considered myself the kind of girl that got along better with guys. Growing up it just felt easier and more comfortable to relate to them. Looking back though, I’ve realized I have an incredible group of women that have accompanied me throughout all the different periods of life. In the past years, I have been …
Para todos los que lo conocieron y lo quisieron, a quienes cantaron con el, rieron con el. Para mis primos y familia. Para mi papá. Un recordatorio en momento de dolor y sentimiento de lejanía. Por mi padrino, y todas las masetas que nos quedaron pendientes. Estoy segura que Cris las disfrutara por mí… quien …