¡Bienvenidos a mi blog!, todos los amigos de esta hermosa comunidad #homesolutions, deseo que todos esten bien, muchas bendiciones , que el Espíritu Santo guíe siempre sus vidas.
Hoy me uno a la iniciativa de #homesolutions ,La historia detrás de mi casa - "Con mucho Amor" , no podía dejar de contar la historia de mi hogar, todos tenemos una historia que contar, pues no podía dejar pasar la mía por alto.
Desde pequeña, mi anhelo, mis sueños han sido siempre tener lo mio propio. Despues que me casé , viviamso en casa de mis padres, no nos faltaba nada , mis padres felices por que viviamos con ella, claro su unica hija no se fué, se quedó a vivir con ellos.
Pero despues que se forma una famila , es el deber tener casa propia.
Soy odcente de aula, siempre preguntaba si había algo por medio del Ministerio de Educacion quien le hiciera prestamos para comprar una casa. Un día llegó mi tio a la casa que si estabab interesada en una casa, ya que habia un grupo de profesores qu iban a realizar una reunion sobre como obtenerla y una empresa las iba a realizar, enseguida mi respuesta fue: si tio, conversé con mi esposo tambien dijo que estaba bien. Mis padres se sintieron triste, pero les dije que nunca los dejaría solo, que siempre iban a estar conmigo.
Hicimos la diligencia por los papeles que se necesitaban , El IPASME, nos dío el credito, comparmos el terreno y luego hicieron la casa, cada cierto tiempo veniamos a ver la construccion de la casa, hasta que la terminaron , cuando vi mi casa lista , sentía una emocion tan grande que queria llorar , aunque esperamos 4 años . Nos mudamos antes de la inaguracion, ya que se corrio el rumór que la podian invadir.
Ese primer día fue magico, ya que uno de mis sueños , mis anhelo se hizo realidad gracias a Dios.
llevamos 15 años, pero nos pasó algo que el 23 de Diciembre del 2008 , estabamos acostados , cuando sentimos un glope como si toda la casa se hubiese caido, salimos corriendo aun dormido, pues un carro se metió en la casa y rompió dos paredes, el joven venia ebrio , Dios que malo me puse a llorar por lo sucedido , pero gracias a Dios vinieron los padres del joven , nos dijeron que se hacian responsable de todo, gracias a Dios llegó a feliz termino.
En los acutales momentos estamos felices en mi hogar , vivo con mi papá , ya que cuando mi madre fallece , el se quedó conmigo, mi hijo y mi esposo.
Espero que le guste la historia de mi hogar.
Ademas invito a mis amigas : 
Las fotos son mías tomadas con telefono Infinix, editadas con incollage y traducida con DEEPL
Muchas gracias por leer mi post , espero les guste.
Version inglesa
Welcome to my blog, all friends of this beautiful community #homesolutions, I wish you all well, many blessings, may the Holy Spirit always guide your lives.
Today I join the initiative of #homesolutions, The story behind my house - "With much love ", I could not fail to tell the story of my home, we all have a story to tell, so I could not let mine pass overlooked.
Since I was a little girl, my desire, my dreams have always been to have my own home. After I got married, we lived in my parents' house, we lacked nothing, my parents were happy because we lived with her, of course their only daughter did not leave, she stayed to live with them.
But after a family is formed, it is a must to have a house of your own.
I am a classroom teacher, I always asked if there was something through the Ministry of Education that would make loans to buy a house. One day my uncle came to the house to ask if I was interested in a house, since there was a group of teachers who were going to hold a meeting on how to get it and a company was going to do it, immediately my answer was: yes uncle, I talked to my husband also said it was okay. My parents felt sad, but I told them that I would never leave them alone, that they would always be with me.
We did the diligence for the papers that were needed, The IPASME, gave us the credit, we shared the land and then they made the house, every so often we came to see the construction of the house, until they finished it, when I saw my house ready, I felt such a great emotion that I wanted to cry, although we waited 4 years. We moved in before the inauguration, since there was a rumor that the house could be invaded.
That first day was magical, because one of my dreams, my longing came true thanks to God.
We have been 15 years, but something happened to us on December 23, 2008, we were lying down, when we felt a glope as if the whole house had fallen, we ran out, still asleep, because a car got into the house and broke two walls, the young man came drunk, God how bad I started to cry for what happened, but thank God the parents of the young man came, they told us that they were responsible for everything, thank God it came to a happy ending.
At the moment we are happy in my home, I live with my dad, because when my mother passed away, he stayed with me, my son and my husband.
I hope you like the story of my home.
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The photos are mine taken with Infinix phone, edited with incollage and translated with DEEPL.
Thank you very much for reading my post, I hope you like it.