Warrior- You Are The Winner

When I hear the word "war" the first thing that comes to my mind is this cruel scenario of people killing each other for a "good purpose"-yeah right-. And being honest, since a read that I had to write about this subject, I hated it. But then I say " I don't have to write about that type of war, I mean there are different kind of wars, right?" I wanted to talk about a different war and find it a positive side, so I thought about it and then I came up with this tittle "Warrior- You Are The Winner". By warrior I don't mean the person who fight in the war we're used to hear about, what I mean is the person who have had a war with himself or herself. This is the type of war that I'm pretty sure a lot of people have experienced, maybe because they where bullied, abused, depressed, self harmed or just because they weren't sure about something. And this is the war that make you stronger, is the only war that have a winner...

This Inner war is about you fighting with yourself but rather than letting it take you down sometimes you have to accept the fact that you have been hurted, that you had a past and now you're becoming stronger from it all and you've learned from it. If you overcome this war, you're becoming a part of your future and whatever hurts you before can't do it any more.When you move on from that war that once held you down your becoming a Warrior. This war is powerful than the war we're use to hear abut, because this inner war can make you do things you never thought you were capable of... 

I want to encourage people to stop this war, this war that have many warriors, some that have overcome it and some that still fighting. This warriors will always have the past with them, but remember that you won't let it hurt you again, because you're a Warrior and you are a winner, and like I said before this is the only war that have a winner and that winner is you.

Note:

This post was inspired by Demi Lovato's song Warrior.

My Two Nightingales

This week the theme is Death, this is a theme that not a lot of people like to talk about, including me. The first time I experience the feelings that death bring to people I was 11 years old. My mom was pregnant of my little brother Uriel. I was so excited about the possibility of having a brother that when my dad told me that my mom lost her baby I couldn't believe it, I remember me crying and then day of the funeral…I really wanted to have a baby brother or sister. But I guess is not always what you want, right? Death is something normal, we all know that someday we'll stop breathing, but people usually die when they are old, I mean that’s what we call normal. I always asked myself, why my brother and why my sister? They were just staring to live.

After Uriel, my mom got pregnant again, but this time it was a baby girl. When she was five months, my mom was hospitalized because things got complicated with her pregnancy and while hospitalized she gave birth to my new sister Lupita. Who live for six days, I remember the first time I saw her in the Hospital Damas, she looked so little and fragile. But it happened again death came and took her back to heaven. This time I had my friends support and they helped me through the acceptance of her leaving. I think this is something important, support, when you are dealing with the departure of someone is always good to have someone by your side supporting you and telling you that everything’s going to be alright.  

I see my two siblings as my nightingales, I'll explain it better, the nightingale is a symbol of the connection between love and death, and in the East Indian mythology it represent departed souls. That’s what they are for me, two departed souls who I will meet when my souls leave this world…

Bibliography(for the meaning of the nightingale):

http://www.octarium.org/programs/nature-notes.html

http://monarch13.hubpages.com/hub/divine-birds

Happiness

Hello !! 

Well like I said in the introduction the first week is Happiness. Lets start with it definition, happiness is "the quality or State of being happy" (Dictionary definition)-ugh this is starting to sound like health class-. Press [Rewing] and lets start with...

- What is Happiness for me?

My cousins.

 - Why?

Well that's easy, without them my life is not complete. They make me laugh and no matter what they're always by my side. My cousins, they are like my clowns and I definitely can't live without them. Now I'm going to tell you something about all my cousins, so you get to know them a little.

Starting with Edgar Yaniel:

This one here is the hyperactive Edgar, he is the oldest cousin(boy). He is 7 years old, soon he'll be 8, this little man right here ---->
is the sweetest kids that you can ever met.

Yesterday, he was hospitalized and I went with my aunt and him to the hospital, I was so worried about him because I'm use to see him happy, running around the house, singing and dancing. But yesterday it wasn't one of those days. Thank God he is now feeling better and resting at his home.

Now lets talk about Angeles. Her name says it all, she's our little angel. Angeles is my 12 years old cousin. 

 This little person is very special in my life, we are more than cousins. WE ARE SISTERS, Angeles and I can seat a whole day side by side just listening to music (Justin Bieber, Demi Lovato, Marco Antonio Solis...) and watching movies (Thinker Bell Movies), except for the days when she's feeling like she doesn't want anyone by her side. ( Believe me in those days you wouldn't want to seat by her side) But still, I love her. <3

Now is Zadquiel David's turn. He is my littlest cousin, we calls him Zeque and he's so cute. Since he is the little one Danielee, Angeles and I like to annoy him, specially because he get mad quickly, but still, we love him and he knows it.

Now is time for Danielee, I don't now what can I said about her, she's so special in my life that I have a lot of words to describe her and I don't know with what I should start. She's been in my life since I'm 3 years old and we have so much story to tell. When we where little Danielee and I started a cousins club call "Naughty Cousins" (It sound better in Spanish "Primos Travieso"). You must be wondering what is this club about? Well it easy the objective of this club is to do pranks and be naughty. There's one prank that I'll never forget and that I'm going to tell you now. 

One day Danielee and I where at our grandparents house with them, my mom and Aunt Leslie (Angeles mom). Dany and I took an empty suitcase and pretend that we where leaving the house forever, we went out of the house and straight to my mom's car, Danielee and I hide in the third row of seat where no one can see us and stayed there for a few minutes. But something went wrong, my mom got in the car, she started it and then start driving. While she was driving she got a call from grandma, telling her that she couldn't find us, we tried not to laugh in the back seat but it was impossible. Danielle and I where still in pajamas and when we revealed ourself, we got a big speech from my mom and I don't remember if they punish us, but still this one was the best mischief we've ever done. hahaha :)

These are my cousins, and they are my Happiness. :)