There are small things and sometimes ridiculous attitudes, which can act like the glue of a relationship. Strengthening them and creating memories with which they can laugh whenever they remember them; like: an inside joke, a badly sung song, a burnt meal, a simple I Love You; or perhaps more emotive and eloquent words spoken at the precise moment, such as: I will love you 
forever.
Each couple creates those special moments in a special, unrepeatable way, with which they establish a bond of complicity, joy, love and tolerance. In those cases where you become angry with your partner for whatever reason, you will still forgive them. Since those ridiculous moments (private in the life of each couple) have the power to transport them, to an almost perfect world that they have built by means of memories of something beautiful and intangible and that becomes the anchor that gives them stability, good sense, joy; as well as the strength to continue loving that special being with which they chose to live their life. In some countries it is customary to throw rice on the couple that is marrying, as a symbol of abundance and this time for the couple who wrote me, rice combined with chicken has been constituted as a symbol of union and happiness creating a recipe popular simply known as:
But when our senses are coordinated again with our mind and heart; then we see the reality that torments us, and our first reaction is to feel fear of the emptiness that traps our body, the loneliness that surrounds us, the helplessness that suddenly embraces us, and like children afraid of the future, we simply CRY! Fragile and alone we think we only have two options: letting ourselves be killed by pain or demonstrating our character and overcoming tragedy; struggling to keep living. Because what makes the difference in our life is not the fact that we have suffered, what makes the difference in our life is the value we give to everything we have learned together with our capacity to help each other and have happiness. To be free, sovereign and independent is akin to flying high like the Quetzal over the tragedies without ceasing to be human.
Many of my friends complain that Father’s Day goes almost unnoticed by their families. That in many occasions they are the ones who jokingly remind them. Some of them say that it is as if it did not have relevance because according to history the celebration of Mother’s Day is celebrated first, then the day of the child and at last the Father’s Day. Some of them believe that, due to the exemplified stereotype of the father figure as a rude, rough, strong man who is not afraid of fate, it is that he does not receive much attention, because it does not agree with his image.
EMOTIONS AND PAPER STRIPS 