If you could read my mind, love...
One of my favorite song, and singer, Gordon Lightfoot. Canada's got a few good little surprises, such as this songwriter. Just watching the way he posed in the picture, the expression on his face so profound, so sad, so humble..., telling you no matter what you try, you can't never reach his soul, his loneliness. That true is becoming more apparent through the years, when you reach that age where it's impossible coming back and try to fix what you have left behind, and that wonderful lyric reminds me how fool I've been all my life. I was not a movie queen living in a Cristal bubble. Everything turned so real, like the way has ever been....

"A trip to Italy"

My sister, Miriam, has just got into her new job a few days ago, working as a public administrator for the Ministry of Environmental Management ( Canary Regional Government). She 'passed' a really tough test to get in two months ago, although she was really upset and disappointed with herself not getting any vacancy, she never expected a call from them to be taken up to her new 'job'.Thinking she was going to miss her holidays trip to Italy, she commented this morning to her fellows, so They told her that it was a real possibility if she took her Christmas holidays in September. So she ask and her boss was agree to. Now, she's leaving on September 4th. She's just won the 'lottery' taking up as public administrator in the regional gouvernment, and now, she's going to Italy for vacations. Don't you thinks she's a really lucky girl? :)

I've tried so many times....going out from this "dump of poverty" wherein I am.How to be 'ready' for any single challenge, I've been through. I'm not interesting in anything anymore, I've quited dreaming. I've become a shadow of myself and I'm making a plea to God, every single time I have, to give me a chance or let me go. It seems that no matter what I've tried it's a waste of time, there is no future for me anywhere. I've tried so many things, in so different ways ...to reach my targets but all has gone to a dead end. All my efforts have not been good enough. How can I possibly overcome this situation when everyone have closed their eyes and denied the facts. Every door I've knocked has been close, never opened. I've been bullied, harassed, hit, ill-treated, abused, undergone all kind of humiliations.....I'm giving up, I can't find anything to make me move forward. I find life too difficult to keep her up. I wonder, not 'if' but 'when' I will end up sleeping under a bridge, I know it's a matter of time.

Oprah was in town today. Sometimes, I've dreamed to had met her. When my mother in law phoned me I was watching her show on tv, she was so excited that I couldn't understand her while she was talking.Five minutes Later we were downtown to see her. There was a 5 million $ luxury yacht at the dock and Oprah was on the street with a crowd of people around her, while she was approaching to us . So, I grabbed the camera and waited for her to pass by me and take some pictures. I've thought how meaningless and small I am compared to her. So many times, I've dreamed to had talked to her.....I've realized that I've never had a real chance to put my skills to the test, in fact while I'm thinking about it, I've never had a real chance to make (some of) my dreams come true, and I will never have a opportunity to try it. And now half of my life is gone. She looked at me (we were really close to each other) and she said 'Thank you' This is not the first time a celebrity or a billionaire has been here. Last year, Mr. 'Microsoft Empire', Bill Gate, visited 'us' too. But, watching them, to me, here, it seems to be the very same day, every single day. No goals to achieve, do not allow to dream, just watching the years goes by. I wonder there's still hope to believe somehow, in my lifetime, that sometimes, Miracles occur.

Llevo más de seis meses sin editar nada, en realidad, he estado demasiado ocupada para poder escribir. El invierno ha llegado, y el trabajo, se ha ido. Estoy de voluntaria en la "shrift shop", en el hospital como "senior attendant", y estoy esperando que me llamen del Kinder Garden. En fin sigo "alive & Kicking".
Esta soy yo, 'divina de la muerte', con las 'mechas' recién hechas, y el salón de panorámica, todo un cuadro, jajajajaja.