Sincerely, this has not been a good year , I lost one of the people I love most in my life, but it is also true that this challenge has allowed me to learn about aspects that did not know what was inside of me. And that is when you lose someone when you have so many projects together, someone you love deeply , life is turned upside down , and do not know what to do to not go crazy from the pain , you have to rethink again what you want from life and how you get used to this new way of living .

I learned to appreciate the people with whom I share my life, my way of loving has changed, now I try to spend quality time with my true friends and family.

I learned that we must live in the present, here, now, because there is nothing to do with the past and the future still does not, why bother ?

I learned to love what I do , for my being an educator is a wonderful thing, although perhaps not be much financial remuneration , receiving love is priceless

I learned to fight for my dreams, because no one but yourself can make them a reality

I learned that no one loses anyone, because no one is owned. True love is to love freely, without being the owner of the other person, always wanting the best for the beloved, wherever he is

Life is a wonderful experience, where our only duty is to grow , evolve.

When I was child, my dad saw many series. I always stayed up late watching Tv with him. Friday night see “video loco” and after “The Simpson”, who at that time gave vary late a night, because its  (temáticas subidas de tono)

After we saw the “Expedient secret x”. That series was the one I liked to see, because it was scary, always show things that scared me, but as it was with my dad, nothing bad could happen.

I remember an episode in which an alien abducting a woman, and made him a alien fetus in her womb to be bom on planeta Earth. Today theses things do not scare me, because I think difficult to move, but at the time everything I imagined was so valuable as real, so I loved to imagine that somewhere in the world something happening.

Just never saw the whole chapters because I fell sleep in the arms of my father, and the next day woke up in my bed confortable.

Another series that I liked, I saw recently, in fact still exist, was the walkind death. Many years passed before I was passionate with another series. I’ve never been to watch much Tv, fewer series, but it was very entertaining. Always watched with my boyfriend, who gave us a good laugh zombies take over the world, and humans ran for his life.

But more entertaining tan the series, was to imagine what we do if there was a zombie apocalypse. We had a plan all done, where would we hide, with whom we were going to escape, what foods we should wear, how we could get wáter, and when we dreamed we slept only two zombie fighting for to save our lives.

More tan the content of the series, for me it was much more important to share this momento with someone special entertainment.

Hello, today I will talk about how monters scared me when I was little girl

Really when I was little was not afraid of many monster, my parents never told me stories that would scare me, but I remember once I was playing with my friends, and said we should not go get the ball that had fallen in an abandoned house in the sector, because there lived “la llorona”. None knew who was “la llorona”, just my Little friend, so we all sat down to hear the story.

La Llorona was a woman who had lost her son in an accident, and could never recover from the loss, since vague crying, and displayed in your home if the flames three times.

We all really scared, and definitely no one wanted to pick the ball that had fallen in that house. For years not we play near that place, fear of “la llorona” was always present, if even remember spied the house, to see if “la llorona” ever left the house, in spite of fear, we were curious to know .

Clearly, no one ever came, and never could verify if indeed the weeping lived there. We grew up and now this house is inhabited, very friendly and cheerful children live, so do not think la llorona still there. Jaja