When we fall in love with someone we like; We are careful, striving to do everything that pleases the other person. Trying not to make mistakes that hurt our partner’s feelings. As human beings we are always yearning for what we do not have, that is why we fight have the love of the person we like returned, striving to reach their heart. For the possibility to be able to have them by our side. But when we have already achieved it, we are bound to make mistakes. We give more value to what we have lost than to what we have, even though in many occasions we are not even sure that it has really been ours. One of the main mistakes we make is that we stop caring about what our loved one likes, wants or needs. And we began to act as our brothers, uncles, parents, friends or neighbors would; forgetting to live our life to be a part of the life of the other. To live as a couple. With which we become copiers that after having conquered the love of the loved one, we dedicate ourselves to losing it day after day by our actions. Because without realizing it, we lose ourselves, by feeling frustrated or confused. And if we do not react in time we can lose the opportunity to be happy; because if we are not happy with ourselves we cannot make anyone else happy. All therefore by simply ceasing to be authentic and original.
THE COPIER

I’m a copier! And I copy everything that I see
I’m a copier! Of dreams, delusions, triumphs and failures.
When will I learn! That love always hurts.
When will I understand! That to love you, I must be real
and not just a faithful copy of any portrait.

I’m going to ask the stars for a sign! That will lead me to the vast terrain

forever.
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.



