Since DAI gave his consent for teaching our children we looked at the wonderful land four months have passed since ... four long months, his days and nights of waiting.
For me the wait is a stage full of lights and shadows.
lights that feed our hopes that keep us day to day, there waiting ... that little light that I'm sure it stays on my Niñ @ to tell it's there, waiting for us! and we should not stop looking, not to forget him, to wait ...
The shadows are those who sometimes do not allow us to perceive the light of my Niñ @ in all its splendor, these blindfolded us and blind us the way , those that require us to keep going more than watching sensing. Those shadows that allow you to miss, you disoriented, while others watched in amazement as potatoes that were behind you on that same road to Vinh Long, you move forward and find and their unwanted children. While you, still in the shadows glimpsed in the distance sensing the tiny little light in your hij @ transmitiéndote that you still have to walk, we still have to walk and wondering how much we have to go to reach you? How much? ...
For me the wait is a stage full of lights and shadows.
lights that feed our hopes that keep us day to day, there waiting ... that little light that I'm sure it stays on my Niñ @ to tell it's there, waiting for us! and we should not stop looking, not to forget him, to wait ...
The shadows are those who sometimes do not allow us to perceive the light of my Niñ @ in all its splendor, these blindfolded us and blind us the way , those that require us to keep going more than watching sensing. Those shadows that allow you to miss, you disoriented, while others watched in amazement as potatoes that were behind you on that same road to Vinh Long, you move forward and find and their unwanted children. While you, still in the shadows glimpsed in the distance sensing the tiny little light in your hij @ transmitiéndote that you still have to walk, we still have to walk and wondering how much we have to go to reach you? How much? ...
A story for the expected " ARE ABLE TO WAIT FOR THE GOOD TIME "
was a farmer with four hijos.El good man wanted to show that life should not be content with the tubieran first perception of things, that before you judge had to gather all information possible and ask them reflexionar.Asi, in turn, what to do with a pear of his huerto.Para observed that all the tree, a son was sent in winter, another spring, another spring, another in summer and last, in otoño.Cuando all had returned, he called and meeting with them, asked their view.The first son asked to demolish: the tree was ugly, was folded and completely retorcido.El second said they should expect: the pear tree was covered with fresh green buds and full of promesas.El third child estubo no agreement, said it was a magnificent specimen loaded with flowers, with a sweet aroma and a pear fantástico.Era look more magnificent than I had ever visto.El youngest son said he needed urgent care fruit, wilting of bearing much fruit. Then the man told his children that although they had reached different conclusions, all were right, because only had seen one of the stations said arbol.Les life should not judge things or people if they knew of only one point in his life. "The essence of who we are-they-specified, pleasure, fruits leave our work and love that we have collected can only be measured at the end of our lives when we have gone through all the seasons and have collected everything senbramos. The child understood the lesson, and the farmer took to make them see that if Through continued with difficulties and overcome the bad times always come a spring full of hope and an autumn in which they could reap the fruits of what one to senbrado.SOLO NEED TO KNOW TO EXPECT ... Ilusion
was a farmer with four hijos.El good man wanted to show that life should not be content with the tubieran first perception of things, that before you judge had to gather all information possible and ask them reflexionar.Asi, in turn, what to do with a pear of his huerto.Para observed that all the tree, a son was sent in winter, another spring, another spring, another in summer and last, in otoño.Cuando all had returned, he called and meeting with them, asked their view.The first son asked to demolish: the tree was ugly, was folded and completely retorcido.El second said they should expect: the pear tree was covered with fresh green buds and full of promesas.El third child estubo no agreement, said it was a magnificent specimen loaded with flowers, with a sweet aroma and a pear fantástico.Era look more magnificent than I had ever visto.El youngest son said he needed urgent care fruit, wilting of bearing much fruit. Then the man told his children that although they had reached different conclusions, all were right, because only had seen one of the stations said arbol.Les life should not judge things or people if they knew of only one point in his life. "The essence of who we are-they-specified, pleasure, fruits leave our work and love that we have collected can only be measured at the end of our lives when we have gone through all the seasons and have collected everything senbramos. The child understood the lesson, and the farmer took to make them see that if Through continued with difficulties and overcome the bad times always come a spring full of hope and an autumn in which they could reap the fruits of what one to senbrado.SOLO NEED TO KNOW TO EXPECT ... Ilusion