Among many readings and occurrences, including both emerging and songs, these days we have discovered that the gringos call it "Club Life", this group of people who have accompan ed in both transit and a half later, which illuminate dark moments, those of us who have learned, those who remember even if they are around because we know that from where they are, share what happens to us. Those who sing songs with us the memories onion ago nostalgic, that with us spent the day in pajamas and just when we were going to stick with the little song they made us shut up and escorted us back to life.
club to be in this life do not need blood, it is not necessary to have similar names and have always lived in the same city. In our club of life can include significant others, those who feel close, energizing, those whose face, whose words or hug or smile which lives in us and build family.
Yes, family, and in that same way of life up our club invites us to decide on de este “accidente” que es el encuentro, nos llama a saber que a pesar de lo irreductible de ciertos vínculos, tenemos derecho elegir cerca de quien vivir, con quienes compartir nuestro paso por esta tierra, tenemos derecho a perdonar y también a no hacerlo, tenemos derecho a decir NO a la entrada a este círculo, a no aceptar el abuso ni el daño venga de quien venga, podemos reconocer de entre todos los que nos rodean ya no sólo a quienes están sino con quienes queremos estar, aquellos entre quienes podemos ser quienes somos, sin excusas ni exclusas como diría Benedetti, podemos ser quienes somos y aprender a acercarnos a who want to be ... those who lovingly inspire us to grow and with those who learn to be happy.
hug and I, who know they are ...
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