It's not only about the decision but also with whom you take it

I wonder how adults see they were if they regret of what they went through of if they just had good times or at least they just remember those things. I’m not an adult but I can imagine I will I wonder if I’ll see things as I do right now. I remember just happy moments when I was younger I remember playing soccer because I just have older brothers and they didn’t wanted to play girls things, I remember loving having my mom at home all the time to play and to help me with homework, I also remember I used to admire my father he was my whole world as any daddy’s girl.  I don’t have lots of memories I have heard lots of stories about myself but I don’t really remember lot. One of the things that definitely marked my life is my cousin. She is 5 month smaller than me so we get along pretty good. She is the only person I can really trust in. I can tell her anything about my life or what I think and I know she’ll be there just looking for me. As she does with me I also do with her she can tell me anything and sometimes we hide things from our parents but we don’t form each other.

The story with my cousin that I remember the most was when we were about 5 years old and we were playing and if we fight we use to say “ I got an idea lets not fight again” of course that was impossible but we wanted to be happy still having good time. I remember we were in her house once and we had a fight and se almost said our phrase but I stopped her because I knew that wasn’t realistic I told her that maybe the phrase was the one who made us fight again. Since the days we have some different thoughts but we haven’t had those bad fights. Now we get along so much better we have similar interest and some different ones but I’ll always know I do have a sister because she is the sister God gave me.

Why do we have these memories why do we don’t remember any other time. We have talked a lot and if you ask any of us about our childhood we won’t miss saying that history. In my childhood I had a good time with  my parents I loved spending time with my brother and I didn’t liked that much my big brother but he was part of my family. If I had to describe my family I will tell people about her too.

This wasn’t that long ago but it did happen. As I already mention sometimes we hide things from our parents but we also trust in ourselves. Once I wanted to go out with a boy I didn’t had courage to ask my mom for permission so I asked her for an advice. It turned that she also wanted to go out with a boy too. That was when we got the idea we would pretend to go out with each other as we did before but we would meat our friends inside no body would know except for us. We made our plan asked for permission and we went, the real deal here was that none of us did know the boy in person. We took a dangerous decision and now we see it but in that time we didn’t thought of it. We were dying; we didn’t know what to expect what was going to happen. I t turned thanks to God that they weren’t bad guys and as we did the just wanted to know more and new people. We went to the movies we talked we had an awesome time and everything went well. At the date my parents and hers don’t know about that event. I think after what happened to those girls some time ago they will die and wouldn’t let us go out again.

I think my cousin in fewer words is like my miracle. She is everything I wish for a sister if I had one. She plays a big role in my life and hope I do the same for her. I think how I will remember these stories after some years. What would I think of the decisions I took in my past and hopefully get better decisions if one of them wasn’t that smart. I have the best cousin everyone could wish and thanks to her my life it’s just like it is.

Small changes can make big diferences

Today I’m going to talk about someone that can make me move the world upside down for her. It’s a story about a girl she is 7 years old and she is my cousin. She is really important in my life and the reason why I wanted to write about her is that she is an amazing girl and she is so glad with everything she has and some people including me don’t appreciate what we have.

The beginning of this story was almost 4 years ago. My Godmother was sick she had cancer. She was a single mother she had a 3 years old daughter called Maite, who was my cousin. I can remember the week when she died that Wednesday my mom was with her and no body was at home so my brother and I couldn’t get into the house we were so angry. When my mom arrived we started screaming to her that why did she left us outside the house and we just could think of anything but us. She tried to explain herself that her sister was getting sicker but we didn’t mind. The next day I went to my grandma’s house where my godmother lived too. That day was the most impressive day of my life I remember how awful she looked she was yellowish with lots of tubes around her everything was shocking. It was so hard to se her that way that I couldn’t get closer to her I couldn’t even say hi. That night I had a dream, it was about her she wanted to talk to me and I went with her I remember that she told me to be strong and keep on going, in my dream I told her I loved her that I couldn’t way more time I didn’t wanted to loose her without her knowing them. That same Friday she passed away I did went to her house to tell her what I needed to what I knew I could say after my dream, but she wasn’t there anymore.  

That is when an adventure began it was really hard that day. How can you explain a 3 years old girl that she didn’t had her mom that she wasn’t coming back ever. It was so hard just to imagine that and some people have both of her parents and treat them like garbage. I know that she will do anything to have a mother. Maybe she never meets her father and maybe she will never do but she will still have an empty spot in her heart for one. What was more impressive is that she started to go to a church group how easily was for her not getting mad for her lost. I couldn’t be in her shoes I wouldn’t be like that I would have a fight with god for a lot of time. I love this girl like if she was my little sister and since I don’t have one she really is the sister I didn’t had. And for her I might be her older sister. We love playing together, we go to the movies, we listen to music, and we look at some T.V. shows. We can do all kinds of different things together and maybe I don’t have time in some occasions or she is at her ballet, or at someone’s house but I know we have this love feeling one for each other.

Why is she so important for me? First of all I feel like I can teach her how to live and depending on others how she will be when she is an older person. I want to make a change in her life; I want to know how it feels to put a little bit of you for others growth. Some time she confuses her authority or she isn’t sure of what she really wants because people contribute in her but she is an awesome girl. I wish I could have the same grades she has, the same abilities, being that strong. It is hard her life but she made her way out of every difficult situation and she did the same with me.

Some time ago I wasn’t sure what I believed. I was kind of lost in my faith. By watching her going to the church I decided to learn more some time after that I went to confirmation. That really marked my life I can believe in God without seeing, without touching, I believe because of her. Maybe it sounds drastic how can a little girl show us some things but I can say that my little and lovely cousin did changed my life and I love her and I with her my best. That is how a girl whose 10 years younger than me teached me a lesson and she was a good teacher because I learned it.      

Parents know

I remember how parents always said to all their children that the first impression is good and that may describe you but you don’t judge a book for its front page. How can parents say that they are contradicting themselves and that only confuse us. Well after some time you realize that parents know what they say.

I know a story of a girl her name is Ana she used to have just one friend in elementary school but at her last year her teachers decided to separate them so both would know new people. Ana was scared to know new people but she made new friends, it was easier for her to get along with some of them so she started to separate of her old best friend and she didn’t spend that many time with the friends with whom was a little bit more difficult to get along with. What Ana didn’t know is that she wasn’t choosing her friends by how they treated her, or how they heard her, neither for being good friends for her.

A couple of years latter she was friends with the same people but she realized the truth. Her group was getting advantage of her. It was a small group just 4 people isn’t that much. But Ana still was fighting to getting in the group. She did everything thinking that they were made for being her friends. She took her “friends” homework and did it. At the time of the exams it was really easy for her because she had written the same thing 4 times. But for her friends were really hard because they didn’t put attention at class and didn’t did their homework so that made her get to the next level cheat. She was now forced to give them copy in the exams because they didn’t knew anything. After lots of nights without sleeping, doing a harder work than she should, studying not just for her grades she realized she wasn’t happy.

Ana started new relationships made new and better friends. Maybe that was just a lesson for Ana so she would realize who her real friends were. And she realized that the impression they gave her was confident, trust being part of something. But it was better to be part of other groups; those groups in witch it wasn’t easy to get in because they did were good friends.

Sometimes we just see the good things and we close our eyes to the reality and that was what happened to Ana. I know she is happy now. She has more and better friends; she learned how to be a good friend without doing all the hard work, she grew up as a person and if you see her you wouldn’t think of her as a girl that once didn’t knew were she was supposed to be.

Maybe in this case our parents were right yes there are first impression and sometimes we don’t see them as we should. Maybe the girl next to you with the worst dress is a better person than the girl at your other side with the most beautiful dress. That can only remind me of once that I went to my best friend birthday and now one appeared. It was just us we had the most amazing time but by the time I realized she was different at school. She was awesome I could share so many things with her but she wasn’t the same she used to say she had many things she didn’t. I didn’t wanted a friend that lied to get attention. Now I see her she has become mature, she is a better person, she has been to many things but sometimes I see her and remember the times when she said lies. Maybe she has more things and better things but I don’t see where having things can take her. As I can see it the only thing you can get by saying all you have is hypocrite people around you.

We should judge people Jesus told us once that God was the only one that could judge. What are we doing by criticizing people. What do we thing we are to judge people by what they wear, what they look like, what they have. First impression of people can make you think some things but know that a first impression can be good or bad and you don’t know how people really is until you get to know them.