ESPAÑOL

Siempre he dicho que somos lo que damos y que siempre cosechamos todo aquello que sembramos, la SOLEDAD es un tema para analizar y descubrir quien realmente eres como persona.

Hoy les vengo a relatar la historia de una de mis amigas más cercanas, alguien quien la vida le ha colocado pruebas rudas, las cuales ella ha superado debido a que es una persona extraordinaria, que va por la vida haciendo el bien y ayudando a medida que pueda a las personas que la necesite.

Elizabeth o mi negra blanca como le digo de cariño, su madre era colombiana, murió cuando apenas ella tenía 7 años, ella como hija única se quedó al cuido de su papá, quien la trajo a Venezuela muy pequeña, el papá se casó a los años con una señora, quien no le gustaba los niños, por ende no se la llevaba bien con ella, su padre muere en el año 2004 y como única hija de él le tocaba heredar lo mucho o poco que el tenía, según las layes, pero su madrastra se lo quito todo, solo le dió un poco de dinero para tratar de tapar la estafa que le hizo.

Le tocó trabajar desde muy temprana edad, tanto así, que no pudo estudiar de joven en la universidad porque no podía hacer las dos cosas al mismo tiempo, sin embargo ella siempre tuvo una visión de vida, y era tener lo suyo trabajando y sin dañar a nadie, en el momento que muere su padre, con lo poco que percibió logro dar la inicial para un apartamento, mientras que trabajaba día y noche para pagar las otras cuotas .

Logro tener su propia casa, un trabajo estable y en la primera oportunidad que se le presentó estudio en la universidad hasta graduarse.

En Colombia le queda una prima y su abuela que ya está bastante mayor, en Venezuela no tiene familia... aunque en reiteradas ocasiones le he dicho que no tiene familia de sangre, pero que cuenta con amigas que la apoyan y la ayuda en lo que necesiten.

Hace aproximadamente 12 años empezó con un fuerte sangrado, estando en el trabajo frente a mi se desmayó y fue increíble verla en el piso con un Charco de sangre alrededor de ella, cuando asiste al medico, le diagnóstica un tumor avanzado a nivel las trompas, el cual debía ser operado lo más rápido posible, nosotras como amigas hicimos rifas y buscamos fundaciones para poder ayudarla en costear la operacion, a Dios gracias conseguimos una que cubrió todo por completo.

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Recuerdo que nos colocamos turnos en su casa para cuidarla después de la operacion, quien se quedaba en la noche llegaba hasta el desayuno, luego otra del grupo llegaba para relevar hasta la tarde, después llegaba otra para quedarse en la noche y así íbamos hasta que su reposo terminó.

Después de la muerte de su papá Elizabeth siempre ha vivido sola y ha disfrutado de su soledad, le gusta dormir hasta tarde, es limpiadora compulsiva, le gusta comer mucho jajajaja pero, ella sabe que una cosa es vivir sola y otra cosa es estar sola, ella siempre nos recalca que sola no está, que nos convertimos en su familia, ella está con nosotras en los momentos más importantes y nosotras estamos con ella en los buenos y malos momentos.

REFLEXION...

QUE HUBIESE PASADO SI ELIZABETH HUBIESE SIDO MALA PERSONA?

Probablemente no hubiese tenido el apoyo de nosotras, ni siquiera hubiese estado en nuestro círculo de amistad, realmente si hubiese Sido una mala persona la soledad estuviese presente en ella y no de buena manera, es por ello que confirmo que la SOLEDAD en muchas oportunidades forma parte de lo que somos como personas y de las malas acciones que hagamos en el transcurrir de la vida.

Gracias por leer parte de mi, les envío un abrazo cargado de bendiciones.

ENGLISH

I have always said that we are what we give and that we always reap what we sow, LONELINESS is a subject to analyze and discover who you really are as a person.

Today I come to tell you the story of one of my closest friends, someone who life has placed rough tests, which she has overcome because she is an extraordinary person, who goes through life doing good and helping as much as she can to people who need it.

Elizabeth or my white black as I call her affectionately, her mother was Colombian, she died when she was only 7 years old, she as an only child was left in the care of her father, who brought her to Venezuela very young, the father married a lady, who did not like children, Her father died in 2004 and as his only daughter she had to inherit the little or much that he had, according to the law, but her stepmother took everything from him, she only gave him a little money to try to cover up the swindle he did to her.

She had to work from an early age, so much so, that she could not study at the university because she could not do both things at the same time, however she always had a vision of life, and it was to have her own working and without harming anyone, at the time that her father died, with the little that she received she managed to give the initial for an apartment, while working day and night to pay the other fees.

He managed to have his own house, a stable job and at the first opportunity he had, he studied at the university until he graduated.

In Colombia she has a cousin and her grandmother who is already quite old, in Venezuela she has no family... although I have repeatedly told her that she has no blood family, but that she has friends who support her and help her in whatever she needs.

Approximately 12 years ago she started with a heavy bleeding, being at work in front of me she fainted and it was incredible to see her on the floor with a pool of blood around her, when she went to the doctor, he diagnosed an advanced tumor at the level of the tubes, which should be operated as soon as possible, we as friends did raffles and searched for foundations to help her to pay for the operation, thank God we got one that covered everything completely.

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I remember that we took shifts at her house to take care of her after the operation, whoever stayed at night would arrive until breakfast, then another one of the group would arrive to relieve her until the afternoon, then another one would arrive to stay at night and so on until her rest was over.

After the death of her father Elizabeth has always lived alone and has enjoyed her solitude, she likes to sleep late, she is a compulsive cleaner, she likes to eat a lot hahaha but, she knows that it is one thing to live alone and another thing to be alone, she always stresses to us that she is not alone, that we become her family, she is with us in the most important moments and we are with her in the good and bad moments.

REFLECTION...

WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF ELIZABETH HAD BEEN A BAD PERSON?

Probably she would not have had the support of us, she would not even have been in our circle of friendship, really if she had been a bad person the loneliness would be present in her and not in a good way, that is why I confirm that the LONELINESS in many opportunities is part of who we are as people and the bad actions that we do in the course of life.

Thank you for reading part of me, I send you a hug full of blessings.