My Time is Valuable!

What is mankind that you are mindful of them!

I recently had a conversation with someone close to me about the fear of feeling happy. The way this individual described it was a lack of a right to peace and a life free of trouble.

The person said, “I didn’t feel entitled,” “ I was afraid that if I did, tragedy would strike.” As I’m flying 16,533 feet above the ground, that anxiety is a clear picture of that description.

I experienced anxiety throughout my whole life but never realized that description applied to me until now; as I look through the airplane window (a little afraid and glancing at the app to see the time left on the flight) that I suffer from the same fear.

This realization brought to my mind Psalm 8. Is expected to think about the Lord at any time but especially when we need him the most. He is a present help in time of trouble. He reminds me that although we see ourselves as insignificant, He had thought of us all along.

We are important to Him, and we are entitled not to happiness but a forever lasting joy if we love and obey him. He loves and protects us even when life is complex and uncertain. In His wings, we are safe!

Psalm 8

Lord, our Lord,
    how majestic is your name(A) in all the earth!

You have set your glory(B)
    in the heavens.(C)
Through the praise of children and infants
    you have established a stronghold(D)against your enemies,
    to silence the foe(E) and the avenger.
When I consider your heavens,(F)
    the work of your fingers,(G)
the moon and the stars,(H)
    which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
    human beings that you care for them?[c](I)

You have made them[d] a little lower than the angels[e](J)
    and crowned them[f] with glory and honor.(K)
You made them rulers(L) over the works of your hands;(M)
    you put everything under their[g] feet:(N)
all flocks and herds,(O)
    and the animals of the wild,(P)
the birds in the sky,
    and the fish in the sea,(Q)
    all that swim the paths of the seas.

9 Lord, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!

Te Amo Mi Amor

Hoy no esperabas la dulzura de estas palabras que son más lindas cuando se dicen con convicción. Resuenan como el repique de campanas alegres.

Esas hermosas palabras engalanan tu día que comenzó con el augurio de ser sombrío. Han sido dichas sin mayor provocación lo que cala hasta lo más recóndito de tu corazón.

No son dichas a la ligera si tocan lo profundo de tus entrañas. Te amo mi amor es tan vigorizante como el café de media tarde.

Aquel que quisieras tomarte en la compañía del ser más amable y más hermoso que te robó desde hace mucho tiempo tu corazón. ❤️

The Little Red Car

In front of me, every time I sit down to write is a little red car that no one will ever drive. No other possession bigger or smaller warms my heart more than thinking about how the little car traveled home in my leather purse.

He gave me the little red car, maybe in the hope of seeing it again when he comes to visit grandma. We spent that day playing and laughing hard.

He is only eight, but he likes to challenge me by playing games or racing around in the yard. His beautiful eyes look at me with unconditional love. He is pure and innocent.

It warms my heart to know he feels so comfortable when I grab him in my arms. He always fights to get out of my embrace just because he is playful and full of energy.

I’m not sure why he keeps giving me toys to take home. Could it be a bond of collaboration or preparation for the days he comes over and stays?

I may not know the reason, but I’m sure of one thing, he loves to sit very close to “Abuela” so she can watch him play his video games. I love him so much; it’s so hard to explain the bond between us that is even stronger than the bond of blood.

I enjoy these moments when we can be together. Even when my grandson grows older, for me, he will always be the sweet little kid the Lord sends us to Love.


It goes against all reasons, standards, and logic; nevertheless, our heart rises at the thought of it.

It’s impossible; it will not last; it’s just a dream on a vivid imagination. Nevertheless, it is what our heart desires.

It’s too far, too complicated, too unknown to our little sense of adventure. Nevertheless, we travel with our thoughts to distant places away from our comfort, if only in the night dreams.

We waited for the time to be right; wars and rumors of wars spread quickly; nevertheless, we bargain with the Lord to open the doors.

The doors didn’t open, and it was so long ago; nevertheless, we can’t give up. It feels closer than over a decade ago.

We struggle with giving up, and we tried, we fail, we talk, reason against it, but nevertheless something inside us doesn’t let us give up HOPE!


Nothing is more selfish than raining on someone’s parade. Not only learn to celebrate others like it is your accomplishment but help them to get there sooner. Anyone who is faithful in the little things will receive his portion in due time.

Nada es más egoísta que llover sobre el desfile de alguien. No solo aprenda a celebrar a los demás como si fuera su logro, sino que también ayúdelos a llegar antes. Aquellos que son fieles en las pequeñas cosas recibirán su porción a su debido tiempo.


My mom’s name is Rosa (Rose in English), and she happens to love roses very much. Today as we celebrate Red Roses day, I will honor my mom writing about her. It has been a couple of years since I saw her last and I miss her tremendously.

Last year she had Covid due to exposure from one of her caregivers. Four full days before she went to the hospital, after experiencing feelings of tiredness, we thought it was due to recent foot surgery and the effects of the anesthesia. She didn’t’ develop other symptoms, just exhaustion, and low oxygen levels. It was hard to know she was all alone in that hospital, in another state. I’m grateful she kept her phone and could talk to me every day.

The Covid treatment was very severe but she made it. Her nurses treated her with the utmost respect, care, and love. The nurses even jumped over her to hold her tight when the injections she received made her scream with pain. My mom is 83 years old and while her walk is slow, her mind is sharp as ever. I don’t know when I will see her or if I will ever see her in person again.

I have a terrible fear of cars and from New York to Connecticut is a long way to be in one of them. She is brilliant and we facetime almost every day. I’m thankful for the tools that allow staying close even during difficult times. I love you, mom! You are my rock, friend, and inspiration to stay strong.

El nombre de mi mamá es Rosa (Rose en inglés), y le encantan las rosas. Hoy, mientras celebramos el día de las Rosas Rojas, honraré a mi mamá escribiendo sobre ella. Han pasado un par de años desde la última vez que la vi y la extraño muchísimo.

El año pasado tuvo Covid cuando la muchacha que la cuidaba la expuso sin decirle. Cuatro días antes de que fuera al hospital, después de experimentar sensación de cansancio, pensamos que se debía a una cirugía reciente del pie y a los efectos de la anestesia. Ella no desarrolló otros síntomas, solo agotamiento y bajos niveles de oxígeno. Era difícil saber que estaba sola en ese hospital, en otro estado. Estoy agradecida de que ella se quedara con su teléfono y pudiera hablar conmigo todos los días.

El tratamiento de Covid fue muy severo pero lo logró. Sus enfermeras la trataron con el mayor respeto, cuidado y amor. Las enfermeras incluso saltaban sobre ella para abrazarla fuerte cuando las inyecciones que recibió la hacían gritar de dolor. Mi mamá tiene 83 años y, aunque camina lento, su mente está más aguda que nunca. No sé cuándo la veré o si la volveré a ver en persona.

Tengo un miedo terrible a los coches y de Nueva York a Connecticut es un largo camino para estar en uno de ellos. Ella es brillante y nos hablamos en la cámara del teléfono casi todos los días. Estoy agradecido por las herramientas que permiten estar cerca incluso en tiempos difíciles. ¡Te quiero, mami! Eres mi roca, mi amiga y mi inspiración para mantenerme fuerte.