October was ending,
it went by so fast,
it went by so slow,
it went by without me being really there at all.
October 25, 2016
September 14, 2016
July 21, 2016
July 19, 2016
June 26, 2016
June 15, 2016
June 13, 2016
It was clear that this road would never lead to a proud moment, they didn't understand it, they thought I was playing "read and write" and that an uncertain future didn't mean stress, that just because I didn't have a company behind me that it didn't impact the world.
Posted by Alejandra at 6:36 PM
May 5, 2016
I didn't know him but I already loved him. We wondered what he would look like, would he have her eyes? Would he be as tall as him? It didn't matter, we knew one thing, he was a quiet fighter, he held on and he made it. Now you're a week old and you're already an example of stregth to all of us. Soon enough you'll reach the moon and more, anything you set yourself to.
Posted by Alejandra at 6:24 PM
March 11, 2016
And then you click "send" and it's real, it's out there for people to see, you bare your heart and soul with no particular aim but to help the stories leave you, to be emptied of them. You can type or write the night away and they will still be yours, they may transform after you've processed it but they're still yours. And we might forget how they really were o who really said what but we won't forget how it all made us feel, and that feeling is the one we'll keep sharing everytime we tell the story.
Posted by Alejandra at 11:45 AM
February 16, 2016
February 12, 2016
So incredibly scared and at the same time it's all I think about now, that's why I shouldn't have started it all. But I read somewhere that you should do whatever scares you the most, that you should face your monsters, that's the only way to push them away. So here I am, beginning to push them away once more.
She wanted to be celebrated for something that was just common sense, I don't know why but it filled me with anger. Still she didn't realize she's been wrong all along. How can we be so blinded to think the shell is what matters most? Beautiful shells can be empty and fragile too.
Posted by Alejandra at 12:32 AM
January 24, 2016
It was an ordinary day,
just like any other sunday,
then we heard the news,
and the day wasn't ordinary anymore,
it was special and magical,
I don't recall ever being this happy.
And these are the moments that count,
when life surprises you,
when you're so happy that you cry,
and your smile is as wide as your face,
nothing matters if you just remember these moments.
Posted by Alejandra at 9:13 PM