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Y en el río dejé ir todo, pedí por mí, mi familia, amigos y los no tan amigos, porque reine la paz, prevalezca siempre el respeto, las buenas intenciones, porque los buenos deseos sea lo que nos acompañe al dormir y al despertar.
Ahí estaba yo sentada en una roca, llena de una profunda paz y pude verlos, vi pececitos nadar, cangrejitos caminar y ranitas saltar, eran ellos, era la representación física de esos a quienes le pedía por todos.
Entonces recordé la última vez que estuve en un río, era una niña que no le tenía miedo a nada, más que sus padres no estuvieran con ella, que un día se perdiera, era tan frágil, tan pequeña, tan inocente.
La vi en ese momento sentada en otra piedra al lado mío, intentando agarrar los animalitos mientras se sumergía en aquellas aguas, pero a penas emergía buscaba siempre que sus padres estuvieran cerca.
Me vi a mí y la vi a ella, éramos la misma niña con miedo a la pérdida, la que siempre intentó vivir feliz mientras jugaba, pero que desde esa edad tuvo miedo de alejarse, perderse y estar sin ellos.
Me distraje por un momento y al voltear me di cuenta de que se resbaló de la piedra y se hundía; de repente, ahí estaba mi "yo" niña ahogándose y nadie siquiera la veía.
Porque se supone que yo era una niña tranquila, ellos sabían que debía estar en la orilla, que no iba hacer cosas peligrosas, era obediente, por mí no había necesidad de preocuparse.
Y ahí me di cuenta de que les hice entender que nunca necesité de nadie, fui independiente siempre, yo sabía lo que debía hacer, conocía mis responsabilidades, me obligué a madurar, yo debía ser la que trajera paz.
Así me vieron todos siempre, por eso cuando intentaba pedir ayuda nadie me veía, porque nunca estuvieron en algún momento muy al pendiente de mí, aunque yo lo creía.
Entonces lo entendí todo, era yo la única que podía salvarme, no tenía que estar tan al pendiente de todos, en vez de ver alrededor todo el tiempo buscándolos a ellos debí cuidar de mí, yo era la responsable de lo que me estaba sucediendo.
Únicamente mi yo actual estaba ahí sin poder hacer nada, solo la veía con desesperación, intentaba agarrarla, pero no tocaba nada; mi pobre "yo" niña se ahogaría sin yo poder hacer nada para salvarla.
Cuando pensé que todo estaba perdido, una pequeña luz salió de lo más profundo del río y al iluminarme me permitió poder tocarla, así que la saqué, la abracé mientras lloraba, la protegí del frío, de la soledad y de aquellas aguas.
Una vez que se calmó le dije "no te preocupes pequeña Dalla, yo siempre estaré para ti no pasa nada, nunca más estarás sola, nos necesitamos es a nosotras, nunca te abandonaré y te salvaré" al decir aquellas palabras la vi desaparecer y entendí el mensaje que vino aquella tarde a dejarme ver.
And in the river I let everything go, I prayed for myself, my family, friends and not so friends, for peace to reign, for respect to always prevail, for good intentions, for good wishes to be what accompanies us when we sleep and wake up.
There I was sitting on a rock, filled with a deep peace and I could see them, I saw little fish swimming, little crabs walking and little frogs jumping, it was them, it was the physical representation of those I was asking for everyone.
Then I remembered the last time I was in a river, she was a little girl who was not afraid of anything, more than her parents not being with her, that one day she would get lost, she was so fragile, so small, so innocent.
I saw her at that moment sitting on another stone next to me, trying to grab the little animals while she was submerged in those waters, but as soon as she emerged she always looked for her parents to be near her.
I saw me and I saw her, we were the same little girl afraid of loss, the one who always tried to live happily while playing, but who from that age was afraid to move away, to get lost and be without them.
I was distracted for a moment and as I turned around I realized that she slipped off the stone and was sinking; suddenly, there was my "me" child drowning and no one even saw her.
Because I was supposed to be a quiet girl, they knew I was supposed to be on the shore, that I wasn't going to do dangerous things, I was obedient, there was no need to worry about me.
And there I realized that I made them understand that I never needed anyone, I was always independent, I knew what I had to do, I knew my responsibilities, I forced myself to mature, I had to be the one to bring peace.
That's how everyone always saw me, that's why when I tried to ask for help no one saw me, because they were never at any time very attentive to me, although I believed it.
Then I understood everything, I was the only one who could save me, I did not have to be so aware of everyone, instead of looking around all the time looking for them I should have taken care of me, I was responsible for what was happening to me.
Only my current self was there without being able to do anything, I only saw her with desperation, I tried to grab her, but I did not touch anything; my poor little girl "me" would drown without me being able to do anything to save her.
When I thought all was lost, a small light came out of the deepest part of the river and by illuminating me it allowed me to touch her, so I took her out, hugged her while she cried, protected her from the cold, from the loneliness and from those waters.
Once she calmed down I told her "don't worry little Dalla, I will always be for you nothing happens, you will never be alone again, we need each other, I will never abandon you and I will save you" as I said those words I saw her disappear and I understood the message that came that afternoon to let me see.
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