
Every morning when we wake up, we are the ones who decide by choice of thoughts, emotions, feelings, desires, or attitudes how we want the new day to unfold in our lives. Since we ourselves are the ones who create the environment to live a “harmonious and happy” day or a “grey and complicated” day.


Mi padre fue fotógrafo. Realizo muchos viajes a diferentes lugares para tomar fotografías en las ferias de los pueblos. Conoció mucha gente y en varias ocasiones me relato experiencias vividas en esos viajes. Había ocasiones en que me volvía a contar anécdotas que yo ya había escuchado.
My father was a photographer. He made many trips to different places to take pictures at the town fairs. He met many people, and on several occasions, he told me about his experiences on those trips. There were times when he would tell me stories that I had already heard.



The sound of the wind mixes with your laughter like the musical notes that brighten my life. Your face shines like the morning dew when illuminated by the sun. I see you run, jump, and dance to the beat of your favorite song that melodiously comes out of your lips.
El sonido del viento se mescla con tu risa como notas musicales que alegran mi vida. Tu rostro brilla como la brisa del roció de la mañana al ser iluminada por el sol. Te veo correr, saltar y bailar al compás de tu canción favorita que melodiosamente sale de tus labios.