This week I have been marked by two things (among many, but aha) but what can you do between the galloping inflation and the outrage in my country that I call our trial by fire? And today I went to a supermarket to buy some groceries, in the place I had this unexpected encounter with a "dressed in green" who wanted to get in line in front of me(citizen outrage), I had almost an hour waiting my turn (those who were in my environment did not allow it either) and with all that we have had to face the people of my country with this body specifically, I came to other conclusions.

Women definitely have a stage where skin, figure, hair, and a rag define their beauty. But when we are no longer so young, as is my case, we have to be brave, which means in my world doing what is necessary even when it terrifies us.

When I was very young, it was certainly very easy to just put on the right dress and ready to go

Things have changed, and today I have gained courage and bravery when I take care of those little things that before when I was younger I preferred to put off like going to the dentist, visa papers, renewing your identity card, cleaning the closet to take out the clothes we don't wear.

Today I am a woman who accepts challenges, overcomes difficult moments, and stands up to adverse situations in which others have thrown in the towel.

I am as brave as you can be when confronting the cockroach in the kitchen, the strange noise in the hallway, the "we need to talk" from your partner or your boss... to prove your real fearlessness.

I have concluded that courage is indispensable for getting through life. It is coping with losing a loved one. You can either fall apart or you can rebuild yourself. Courage is like crazy glue (a very strong and fast instant glue). And it is acquired with practice and by observing those who display it.

I am brave when I have faith in something great, and I bet on all the possibilities and on courageous action in these times I am living in my country.

I have had a showcase life, because of my work -evidently- and that is why I am able to navigate the murky waters of judgment, envy, and bad intentions with aplomb and gallantry. Furthermore, I am proud of the woman I have become today. It is clear to me that when I point a finger at someone else, there are three pointing back at me. Then I realize that no one seems older than the one who speaks poetically of "the good old days"... times of five or fifty years ago.

Charles Dickens was not wrong when he wrote "Those were the best of times, those were the worst of times"

To conclude, every time has its positive side and a negative side and that, THESE ARE THE BEST TIMES. For that reason, I get up earlier every day, and I pray individually and simultaneously, always trusting in THAT hand that sustains me... that of the other Self that has known me forever.