It seems contradictory, but from losses you can also make a profit.
Hello everyone, I hope this weekend is being as pleasant as mine. In my case, I am on the eve of my eldest son's 15th birthday, and how can I not be happy and grateful to be able to enjoy it for another year!
Today I join the 139th edition of the weekly plan proposed by 
And although I have read a couple of publications related to the same question I am going to answer, in my case, I decided to give it a particular touch, which also represents me in an excellent way in my current way of seeing things.
Share your thoughts on loss: The loss of physical or mental ability, of freedom, people in your life or of opportunity or possessions.
When talking about losses, I have a few that affected me greatly: my father, 16 years ago, just when I was starting my first pregnancy, after a voracious colon cancer that in only 6 months made him deteriorate so much, that although I hoped it would not be like that, I asked him to finish taking him away, so as not to see him suffer more.
So I spent my pregnancy in full mourning, and that marked me for life, because from then on, my ability to cry vanished, turning me into a person who simply does not cry.
Another was the farewell of my uncle Rafael, my mother's only male brother, who just the day I was celebrating my second baby's first birthday, along with mine and that of the sister who came before him (we all had our birthdays the first week of April and we decided to celebrate them together that year).
Victim of a heart attack, after our little get-together at home, we were returning to drop the aunt off at her house and we were called to let her know. So the joy of the day was marred in the worst way.
In both cases, time has taken it upon itself to teach me that despite the sadness, life goes on and can still be beautiful. With their losses, I gave more value to my existence, being grateful every day to be able to wake up and enjoy another day.
That is why this post is not dedicated to them, but to the gains of my losses. I have lost a lot of money, goods, experiences and time in my 45 years of life, but the important thing is that at some point I managed to stop and evaluate what I was doing to make it happen.
And at that moment I hold on to make a point and apart and restructure myself as a woman and as a human being. I believe that if we are not able to analyze what we have done, to change what we have not liked, we are falling into a vicious circle from which only complaints and nothing positive comes out.
For example, when I lost my first job, depression came knocking. Being a recent graduate, I felt that until that moment there was life, and the question "What now? followed me closely. And being fired from my job - torture - was the best thing I could have had, because it opened the door to better opportunities and to know other facets of my profession.
When I lost my first love, the same thing happened. By the time I was 22, I had already discarded myself on the subject. I would never find someone to love me! was my thought. And oh God! I was saved from that moment and from the other heartbreaks too!
I finally found someone with whom I started my family, had two lovely children, bought a house and we emigrated. But along the way, I really had a hard time: I was in a depression for having to stop my rhythm of life, feeling motherhood as a prison, unemployed and with a drought of initiatives to go out.
That led me to make bad decisions, but also to rethink many things. None of those statements was true! and although there were factors that insisted on making me think that it was, my mind was stronger and I let go of everything, deciding to follow my path.
After being successful as a producer, filmmaker and university professor, I am now the stiff girl (temporarily) but this has allowed me to explore my own abilities to re-emerge as many times as I need to. And I continue to be successful in that work environment, although I've decided it's time to climb back up the rungs in the lines for which I trained.
There are losses that cannot be recovered of course, but by taking the lessons learned and being grateful for each one (I am not grateful that my family members have left, but that I was able to share, enjoy and learn from them while they were with me) we compensate for what we feel was taken from us.
