CUANDO LAS TRAJE AQUI

Sometimes life feels like waiting forever for a bus that never arrives. You sit there, worrying, thinking it's never going to come. And then suddenly, there it is, the long-awaited bus. 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” moments - and all for the sake of 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 we can breathe out and say: yes, we waited. And no more strength is needed, except for the most ordinary kind - to love and protect.