CUANDO LAS TRAJE AQUI

Sometimes life resembles an endless wait for a bus that never arrives. You sit there, worrying, thinking it will never come. And then suddenly - there it is, the long-awaited one. And your heart beats not with panic, but with relief. So many years, so many tears, so many ‘what if it's all for nothing’ - and all for the sake of now watching someone small and important smile and take their first steps.

There is no pathos here, only tenderness. It's as if all the past storms were necessary so that now you can breathe out and say: yes, we waited. And no more strength is needed, except for the most ordinary kind - to love and protect.