The rain will never subside

The rain will never subside

February 13, 2018

By: Gina Yoryet Román

“Pain can change you, but that doesn´t mean it has to be a bad change. Take that pain and turn it into wisdom.”

  

That long-awaited day suddenly peered through my window on the morning of December 2, 2017. For the last three years I had been dreading this life-changing event more than anything. I was very doubtful for several personal reasons that I left in God’s hands. Despite that, I took a step forward and made it. I knew there would be challenges lying ahead, I knew some days I would wake up feeling homesick (for whatever that means because since an early stage of my life, I belonged nowhere), I was aware that my meager domestic skills would intimidate me and I’d feel like running away,  I understood that this 360 degree change would throw me off track momentarily, I recognized that sharing my life with someone on a day-to-day basis would be an invasion of my privacy, something that I cherished more and more with time, I realized that life and my time would NEVER be about me anymore. I was very apprehensive about all of this, but I didn’t come close to my reality once I set foot on this foreign ground.

It has been been ten weeks since that day and I am barely emerging out of that rubble of mixed emotions; fear, joy, anxiety, excitement, promise, but more than anything, fear of the unknown. I stood at an unaquainted cross-road without anywhere to go, or anyone to reach out to, but one person. That 360 degree change took a toll on me.

So one recent morning during a conversation with my sister, I told her, I have to really force myself to snap out of it and do some serious on my knees praying to get a hold of me. With this struggle I have learned that I am gaining knowledge, I am expanding my horizons further than I could ever fathom. But first and foremost, now I know that faith moves mountains. I’ve learned that my greatest strength has come amidst the most agonizing storm. Although I will NEVER be able to change some aspects from this world, and even though the rain may never subside, this can only make me more resilient. I, more than anyone else know that, character is developed amidst the darkness. 

“In the midst of winter,I finally learned that there was within me, an invincible summer.”

“En las profundidades del invierno, finalmente aprendí que en mí interior habitaba un verano invencible.”

Albert Camus

CARTA A UNA HERMANA

CARTA A UNA HERMANA

February 5, 2018

What a beautiful reflexion! 

Una mujer estaba sentada en un sofá, tomando té helado con su madre.
Mientras hablaban de la vida, el matrimonio, las responsabilidades y las obligaciones de la edad adulta, la madre hizo sonar los cubos de hielo en su vaso fuertemente y luego miro fijamente a su hija.
'Nunca te olvides de tus hermanas' le advirtió, dando vueltas a las hojas de té en el fondo de su vaso. 'Ellas se volverán cada vez más importantes con el paso del tiempo. No importa cuánto ames a tu esposo, no importa cuánto ames a los hijos que tengas, vas a necesitarlas.
Recuerda salir con ellas siempre, hacer cosas con ellas siempre. Recuerda que cuando hablo de tus Hermanas me refiero a TODAS las mujeres... tus amigas, tus hijas, y todas las otras mujeres que estén ligadas a ti. Las vas a necesitar.
Ella escuchó a su madre. Mantuvo contacto con sus hermanas y cada vez tuvo más amigas con el paso de los años. Conforme estos fueron pasando, uno tras otro, ella fue entendiendo, gradualmente, a lo que su Madre se refería.
Conforme el tiempo y la naturaleza presentan sus cambios y sus misterios en la vida de una mujer, tus verdaderas Hermanas siempre permanecen.

Después de mis 25 años de vivir en este mundo, esto es lo que he aprendido:
El tiempo pasa.
La vida ocurre.
Las distancias separan.
Los hijos crecen.
Los trabajos van y vienen.
La pasión disminuye.
Los hombres no siempre hacen lo
que se supone que deberían hacer.
El corazón se rompe.
Los padres mueren.
Los colegas olvidan los favores recibidos.
Las carreras o profesiones llegan a su fin. PERO..........
Tus Hermanas siempre están ahí, no importa cuánto tiempo ni cuantas millas haya entre ustedes. Una amiga nunca está demasiado lejos para llegar a ella cuando la necesitas.
Cuando tienes que caminar por un valle solitario y tengas que hacerlo por ti misma, las mujeres de tu vida, estarán alrededor del valle, alentándote, orando por ti, empujándote, interviniendo por ti, y esperándote con los brazos abiertos al final del camino. Algunas veces, incluso romperán las reglas y caminarán a tu lado... O te llevarán cargada.
Amigas, hijas, abuelas, madres, hermanas, suegras, nueras, cuñadas, nietas, tías, primas, sobrinas: son una bendición en la vida!
Cada día, seguimos necesitándolas. Pásales este mensaje a todas las mujeres que contribuyen a darle significado a tu vida.
Yo acabo de hacerlo.
La dama que lee esto es hermosa, fuerte, y la quiero. Ayudémosla a vivir su vida al máximo. Por favor, promuévela y haz que ella sobrepase incluso sus propias expectativas. Ayúdala para que brille en los sitios más oscuros. Protégela en cualquier momento, levántala encima de todo cuando ella lo necesite más, y déjale saber cuando ella camine contigo. Ella siempre estará a salvo.

Letter to a sister. For you dear sister: A woman was sitting on a couch, having iced tea with her mother. While talking about life, marriage, responsibilities and obligations of adulthood, the mother made the ice cubes sound in her glass and then stare at her daughter. 'never forget your sisters' he warned him, circling the tea leaves at the bottom of his glass. ' they will become more and more important over time. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the kids you have, you're going need them. Remember to hang out with them always, do things with them always. Remember that when I talk about your sisters I mean all the women... your friends, your daughters, and all the other women that are linked to you. You're going need them. She listened to her mother. He kept contact with his sisters and had more friends over the years. As these were going on, one after another, she was understanding, gradually, what her mother was referring to. As time and nature presents their changes and their mysteries in a woman's life, your true sisters always remain. After my 25 years of living in this world, this is what I've learned: Time passes. Life happens. Distances separate. Kids grow up. The jobs come and go. Passion is diminishing. Men don't always do What they're supposed to do. The heart breaks. Parents die. Colleagues forget the favors received. Careers or professions come to an end. But.......... Your sisters are always there, no matter how long or how many miles between you. A friend is never too far to get to her when you need her. When you have to walk through a lonely valley and have to do it for yourself, the women of your life, will be around the valley, cheering, praying for you, you, intervening for you, and waiting for you with your arms open at the end of the road. Sometimes, they'll even break the rules and walk by your side... or they'll get you loaded. Friends, daughters, grandmothers, mothers, sisters, Mothers-in-law, daughters-in-law, sisters, granddaughters, aunts, cousins, nieces: they are a blessing in life! Every day, we keep going. Give this message to all women who contribute to giving meaning to your life. I just did. The lady who reads this is beautiful, strong, and I love her. Let him live his life to the fullest. Please promuévela and make her even exceed her own expectations. Help her to shine in the darkest places. Protect her at any time, lift her on top of everything when she needs him more, and let her know when she walks with you. She'll always be safe.