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several days ago that I have an idea around in my head, an idea that I heard or read long ago time, but I had not stopped to think:

"If you love something, set it free, if you back is because it is yours, if not return it because it never was"

I looked for the meaning of the word freedom on the Internet and found some definitions.

In Wikipedia says: "The word freedom means the right of human beings that allows you to decide to do or not a particular action. In other words, allowing the man to decide if you want to do something or not, makes him free, but also accountable. " Guillermo Cabanellas

regard says: this is the "human ability to direct the thoughts or behavior according to the dictates of reason itself and the individual's will, not determinism, nor subject to influence than the others or the outside world ".

According to the dictionary of the English Language, freedom is the "possibility that human beings have to act or not act according to their intelligence and will."

The three definitions above, there is a concept repeated and that has to do with the main feature of this word: power. Freedom is a human being's right and no other being on Earth. In other words, the human race is able to exercise that power or right.

This idea is basic in understanding the phrase that has been around in my head. If you love something, set it free. But free for what? Free to decide where, how and who wants to be.

Two years ago I wrote a post called Love is a decision . In it I stated that love is a verb and means to make a decision. When two people marry, they decide to love, decide to engage with one another in a free and spontaneous act. And those two people will respect this promise together while sharing the good and bad times of life, they respect the decision they made using that power.

In addition, there is another variable that is not explicit on that occasion and that has to do with the other to give freedom to renew that pledge every day, so that he or she can decide whether to continue loving and if you want to remain committed. And I think this is the idea that arises in that sentence.

When we say we love someone, we usually think that person's owners, masters of their time, their sacrifice, their decisions, for their actions and even say that that person belongs. We fail to understand that the greatest act of love lies in giving complete freedom to decide what you want, to decide whether or not to belong.

And with that, I can not remember the man who made the most delivery by love: Jesus Christ. He, in His infinite love, not only suffered and died for our sake, but also gave us the power to direct our thinking and our behavior in our own reason and will. He forced us not to follow suit, but invited us to walk the path that traced. We who daily direct our actions as we please, without any pressure, and we take responsibility for each of those actions. And we who, from time to time, we realize that only His way is completely free to make us, because He is the truth. And while many times we turn away from God with our decisions, has always given us the opportunity to return to Him

The big difference we have with our Father is that human beings are imperfect and constantly moves away from what Jesus taught us . We are not able to give that freedom to another and sometimes we are not responsible for the decisions they freely make.

Should we, then, love fully, giving the freedom to love us? Can we thus come to feel that we too give us this freedom?

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Circle of Friends

some time I write a few lines dedicated to all those who love me and who have worried about me. And not just by me but by the Fran, by Augustine and by Philip. It's really incredible sense the affection of all and the willingness to listen, advise or simply be present and share a moment.

difficult time for our family, but we realize that there are many people willing to join us in pain, to dry our tears, to make a call asking how we are, to borrow a book that can help us to accept that we have been wrong and join us find the right path, to wait with us until the storm is reminding us that after the rain the sun always shines, to lend his shoulder for support to keep walking, to bear our sorrow, anger, fear and bad mood with great patience to hug every time I need to pray for us to expect that things will improve. It feels really good to know that there are people who stay nearby in case you need it. It's like being surrounded by a circle of true friends who protects and cares for you, but we know that the wounds of the fall will always keep us. Thank

friends, friends, brother, sister, father, mother, uncles, aunts, cousins, friends, partners ... special thanks to God for placing each one of those people in our way and teach us to cultivate friendships .

Whatever happens, we know that you ...

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Separation

feel the sadness in the air. I look around and see only the sentence reflected in every being and everything that crosses my path. I think it is a reflection of what my heart feels tired. Tired of rowing to a different side to you, tired of trying to make the course change, tired of waiting for things to improve. I have long

moving (or thinking I go) in a sea of \u200b\u200bturmoil, paddling down a road that I thought led me to my destination. But instead of reaching that coveted place, I've noticed that all the effort and work put into it have served to wear out and, incidentally, erode our relationship.

In any case, I do not regret anything, because I think it's better to burn out to accomplish something, never having tried even. Perhaps

our separate ways a necessary condition to progress to where we are (although I have not yet clear what lead), may now feel the pain that is then transformed into joy, who knows if tomorrow the same roads again merge into one. The truth is that today we made a decision, thinking about our welfare, but above all, peace for our children. It is they who seek to protect, it is they whom we owe an explanation, it is they whom we love more than anything and it is for them that today we stopped rowing in the same boat, to find each one a boat that meets the needs we have and that, apparently, are different.

I hope this decision is correct and we can laugh again, even if, looking from the front, each from his own bank.

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A year ... How short is

One of the things I like in life is to be a birthday. The mere fact that during a full day with the love and affection of the people who love you, I'm happy, I am comforted and I recharge with positive energy.

On Saturday August 11th I turned 33 years and celebrated in the countryside, home of some cousins. My daughter helped me blow out the candles, tasted the cake with her finger and my Guaton Chico opened its big eyes to see what was happening around him, without understanding much. I received many calls wishing me the best and had a great time in "my day."

know that many people do not like the idea of \u200b\u200bfollowing years, seen as a process of aging rather than a breakthrough in the way of life. I'm not one of those people, for me a birthday is to gain experience, you move up stages, learn, mourn and laugh, get excited ... is filled with life.

I have one more year, a husband who loves me and with me, a daughter who is a princess in search of his kingdom, learning every day something new and a son who looks like me saying I'm the most important to him. I have wonderful parents who show me everyday what it means to be family. I have brothers who have always supported me and friends that story every time I need. I have some problem to help me appreciate the good times that life offers us and remind me that it is necessary to enjoy ... Do I need anything else?

The answer is yes. I need many more years to live ...

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I just talked to my daughter and told me he was very concerned because they had learned the song from the Pulpit ... I guess it was a song that was taught in the garden and was not enough to memorize, but that fact made me think about my childhood and the concerns you had at that age.

Would you ever gone that long to be children again?

I see my daughter and I want to return to that stage, when not mind being clean or dirty, no matter who won or who lost, but just play over and over again, that stage when friends came to your house to get you to play hide and seek or tombo, when innocence was the keynote and the greatest evil was playing with water and soaked finish.

Somehow, through the children, return to being children and give us space to jump and laugh heartily with simple things, we have once again tickled to paint tempera paint, play with cookies (ex dough), to invent stories, to imagine stories, to be happy with those small glow our lives.

Childhood is too short, but today I'm going to stretch and revive playing "Pulpit" with my daughter.