Every day is a new learning, a new life. Every day situations arise that sometimes go unnoticed by those who live them or do not give them importance, it may happen that their level of consciousness does not yet allow them to feel that thread of learning that is given to them in relation to kindness to us or to a specific person.

About 25 years ago I had an experience with a friend, I am a friend of few friends, but she won my friendship and I was there for her whenever she needed me.

My financial situation was always flush, fortnight after fortnight I used it for the indispensable, food expenses, one or another service, something for urban and extra-urban tickets because at that time I was doing professional studies in an extension of the Central University of Venezuela in a Nucleus that worked in Ciudad Bolivar, Bolivar state.

This system of studies was called EUS ( Supervised University Studies of the UCV)...we traveled every week, semester after semester (weekends), practically with the round trip ticket and a small bottle of water, so we spent a few years, until the time came to finish the academic load, internships, thesis presentation. Everything was approved, the only thing missing was the paperwork for the graduation ceremony in Caracas / Venezuela.

My friend Lulu (for the purposes of this post) was in charge of traveling to Caracas and take my papers to enter the nearest graduation ceremony, mobilizing for me was a bit cumbersome because my children were still small and I had to ask for help in the week of the graduation ceremony.

Everything went well, I got on the list for the graduation ceremony. While waiting as best I could and through small gifts of money from my siblings I was able to scrape together and buy some shoes, pants and blouse according to the activity I was going to. In reality I could not afford a more formal suit for the main event such as the imposition of medals, signing of the degree certificate, receiving the degree. I thought, I will wear the same trousers and blouse, I will be dressed in the toga upstairs and my clothes will be in the background.

Well, Lulu invited me to her house, she took out her dresses without me telling her what I was going to wear or what I was going to do. She showed me a new one, new without her wearing it, and without saying a word she told me: wear this one, you deserve it... for all the effort of all these years, in spite of everything we went through.

At first, I thought it was an abuse and then I took her word for it...I thought if she is presenting me with this scenario it is because God wants it that way and through her God wants it to be that way.

To this day, that moment, that day, that year has not been erased from my mind and will not be erased because it was such a selfless action that I will never forget it.

Cada dìa es un nuevo aprendizaje , una nueva vida. Cada dìa se presentan situaciones que a veces pasan desapercibidas por quienes lo viven o no les dan importancia, puede suceder que su nivel de consciencia aùn no les permite sentir ese hilo de aprendizaje que se les da en relaciòn a la bondad hacia nosotros o hacia una persona en especìfico.

Hace 25 años aproximadamente vivì una experiencia con una amiga, soy de pocas amigas, pero esta se ganò mi amistad y estaba para ella cuando me necesitara.

Mi situaciòn financiera siempre estaba al ras, quincena tras quincena la utilizaba en lo indispensable, gastos de alimentaciòn, uno que otro servicio, algo para pasajes urbanos y extraurbanos porque en ese tiempo realizaba estudios profesionales en una extensiòn de la Universidad Central de Venezuela en un Nùcleo que funcionaba en Ciudad Bolìvar, estado Bolìvar.

Este sistema de estudios llevaba el nombre de EUS (Estudios Universitarios Supervisados de la UCV)...viajabamos todas las semanas, semestre tras semestre(fines de semana), practicamente con el pasaje ida y vuelta y una botellita de agua, asì pasamos unos años, hasta que llegò el momento finalizar carga acadèmica, pasantìas, presentaciòn de tesis. Todo aprobado solo faltaba el papeleo para el acto de grado en la ciudad de Caracas / Venezuela.

Mi amiga Lulù (para efectos de este post) se encargo de viajar a Caracas y llevar mis papeles para que entrara en el acto de grado màs cercano, movilizarme para mi era un poco engorroso ya que mis niños estaban aùn pequeños y debìa pedir auxilio en la semana del acto de grado.

Todo saliò bien, entrè en la lista del acto de grado. En la espera como pude y por pequeños regalos en dinero de mis hermanos pude reunir y comprar unos zapatos, pantalòn y blusa acorde con la actividad a la que iba. En realidad no me daba para un traje màs formal para el acto central como es la imposiciòn de medallas, firma del acta de grado, recibir el tìtulo. Pensè, usarè el mismo pantalòn y blusa, total arriba estarè vestida con la toga y mi ropa pasarà a segundo plano.

Pues, Lulù me invitò a su casa, me sacò sus vestidos sin yo decirle nada ni contarle lo que pensaba hacer. En todo lo que sacò, me mostrò uno nuevo, nuevo sin ella usarlo y sin mediar palabras me dijo: usa êste, te lo mereces...por todo el esfuerzo de estos años a pesar de todo lo que pasamos.

Al principio, me parecìa un abuso y luego me agarrè de su palabra...pensè si ella me està presentando este escenario es porque asì lo quiere Dios y por medio de ella Dios quiere que sea asì.

Hasta el dìa de hoy, ese momento, dìa, año no ha sido borrado de mi mente y no se borrarà porque fue una acciòn tan desinteresada que nunca lo podrè olvidar.