144 hours

I write this with the intention to reach to all the ones that I feel honor to call friends now a days, in this new city, in this new live, where my mother language can reach their hearts, but either way we have trick ourselves for a nice friendship ride.

I write this because after 144 hours of been held prisoner of my health issues, in the confining walls of my bedroom, I have found more than enough time to think. And even tough these 144 hours have been full of naps, headaches, fever, temblors and loneliness; I think something good came out of it, something that I have been missing for a long time.

I have started writing again, and as I’m new to this city and to your lives, you may not know this about me, so I want to give you a fair warning and a heads up. I don’t make friends easily as it may look, because even though I might look smiley, cheerful and easygoing, the truth is that I’m shy. I’m shy because I think that the important things that people should be talking about are the hardest thing to speak about, I’m shy, and I like shy people, or people that beneath  a smile hide a world of dreams, I like this people because I think that people that speak the less, sometimes have the most to say. But don’t get me wrong, I know this is not a rule, and I found in some of you, the exception to this idea that even though I firmly believe it, I rarely apply it to anyone new.

  So the reasons for this words are simple, I have always thought about myself as a lucky person, I seriously can’t tell all the reasons of why I have had such a good luck in a lot of things trough out my life, but after been force to be in bed for 144 hours I came to realize one of the biggest reasons. And actually I didn’t need the 144 hours to realize it, within the first two day, the reasons showed up to my door one by one. What I mean with this is, that if I have been able to reach were ever I am now, and whatever that may mean, it’s because of all the people that have been supporting me, driving me, inspiring me, and most of all, blessing me with their friendship. So, I found out that one of the biggest reasons of why I am where I am, is because all the people, that like in this days came to my house in times of sickness, in times of need, rang at the doorbell and brought me, not just soup, medicine, groceries or tea. They brought in those bottles or bags, good wishes, kind words, patient ears and a sincere smile to cheer me up. And it’s because of them that I realize how lucky I am. And even though I have never dream with wealth or fame, today I refrain  myself from those undreamed dreams, and reaffirm one of my few dreams, live a live full of people like you, and that I, as you have been with me, not just one day, but everyday can show you how much I care about you, and how much your friendship means to me.