Solemos pensar que estamos exentos de presentar eventos que nos muevan la vida, vida que puede cambiar con tan solo minutos de diferencia.
Creer que podemos pasar desapercibidos de circunstancias o pruebas que se presentan, quizás para demostrarnos a nosotros mismos de que estamos hechos.
We tend to think that we are exempt from presenting life-changing events, life that can change within minutes of each other.
Believing that we can pass unnoticed circumstances or trials that present themselves, perhaps to prove to ourselves what we are made of.
Pero, ¿Podríamos estar preparados para perder? No hablo de cosas materiales ni relaciones amorosas, me refiero a vidas, esas vidas que han estado a nuestro lado por tantos años, seres especiales que son nuestro mundo.
But could we be prepared to lose? I'm not talking about material things, or love relationships, I'm talking about lives, those lives that have been by our side for so many years, special beings that are our world.
Hace unos días, ví de cerca como se me iba la vida, mi abuelo estuvo tan cerca de la muerte, que la angustia no me dejaba pisar firme. Las horas pasaban y el empeoraba, miraba frustrada como cada minuto robaba su aliento. Y es que, ¿acaso yo estaba preparada para la peor parte? No podía dejar ir a la persona más importante en mi vida, y quizás tampoco era su hora, ni su momento.
A few days ago, I saw up close how my life was going away, my grandfather was so close to death, that the anguish did not let me step on my feet. The hours passed and he got worse, I watched in frustration as every minute stole his breath. And was I prepared for the worst part? My life came back from the dead, Friday November 10th at 7:30 at night, I could not let go of the most important person, maybe it was not his time, nor his moment.
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Pero, estos días fueron una prueba, una de tantas que me ha tocado estos últimos 4 años,ver perder un suspiro con cada minuto, es terrible, es desolador, uno no esta preparado para el escenario que nos tiene la vida servido en bandeja de plata, la vida es dura y jodidamente dolorosa, solo nuestras ganas de ver, creer y vivir es lo que nos ayuda a estar un poco mas despiertos, lo que nos impulsa a pisar firme.
But these days were a test, one of many that have touched me these last 4 years, to see losing a sigh with every minute, it is terrible, it is desolate, one is not prepared for the scenario that life has served us on a silver platter, life is hard and fucking painful, only our desire to see, believe and live is what helps us to be a little more awake, what drives us to tread firmly.
La vida nos quita personas que literalmente son, nuestra vida y sin esa la nuestra se apaga. Y pues, ¡No! No estaba preparada para dejar ir, una vida más.
Life takes from us people who literally are our life and without them our life is extinguished. And well, No! I was not ready to let go, one more life.
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