hours passed on the last day of the year, December 31, 1969. Abel Gonzalez lived in 055 at the bus 21 and through the great avenue, La Cisterna, then the minutes passed, time seemed eternal, we looked at the clock, but above all the door, take 15 minutes to receive the new year and my old man did not come. With my mom and brother watched in silence and waited ... only my dad was at the meeting of the Popular Unity parties where they were expected to leave white smoke with the candidacy for President of Salvador Allende. Suddenly 10 minutes before the father arrived and we all breathed deeply, and within minutes we hugged, cried, had reached 1970. One year we change the lives of everyone.
From that day until many years later, when they reached 12 in the night I burned the eyes and alone, with no one to call the rain, came to my face ... surely Southern reminiscences and nostalgia.
With time and the vicissitudes of life have learned to be thankful for every year that goes away and happy to get a new one. We are a privileged generation with great successes and great failures and disappointments, we are survivors, witnessed the most intense moments you have lived our beloved country. Raised in the parties and growing with the Cuban Revolution. We have been able to reinvent ourselves, to overcome, laugh at everything and everyone, especially ourselves.
The last day of the 2008 in the office get together, enjoy a delicious cocktail that we had ordered at Brown, where my friend Laura who always takes care of every detail. We did a little balance, somehow bad for an NGO is difficult to keep these days, but ended up happy with our work and hoping this is better, that we can continue bringing in Citizen Participation, Energy Efficiency, Waste management solid and good in all those things that we do and that some think are nonsense ... finally they are fools I do not doubt.
At night our program was safe and guaranteed. Before leaving home, of course I wish you happy new year to Bernardo in Moscow, which at that time did little while he was living in 2009. We had great atmosphere, great music, to talk about food ... La Habana Vieja where Guillermo Keryma and care of every detail. With my children and my Aunt Gaby got ready to spend a great night. You looked radiant women our crowns. Best of all was when a lady approaches Auntie Gaby and tells him his majesty allow me hello, she looked like a queen.
The twelve, hugs, toast, New Year and 50 of the revolution. We raise our glasses and head to the streets in San Francisco Tarapacá to enjoy the fireworks. And of course the first call of the year ... as the song says "loves which become resistant to damage ... Amores expected the winter to bloom and the autumn evenings turn green again,"
And the first day of January, something happened unthinkable that ultimately made earlier today I sit to write these lines. In the living room of my house three Suárez, so it is: Suárez Gabriela Bastidas Suarez Alexandra Suarez Aguilar and good the Indart. The three different shapes to see and live life differently. But then I realized the old adage of the blood strip. The whole history of our family was concentrated in these three soft and delicate women, who along with the name of a fortress of iron attached to adversity.
Finally, I would not but talk about my other family: The Socialist Party. I made the same analogy, regardless of differences, rivalries, weaknesses and strengths, we have a common history, the blood of many runs in our veins and so good that we think differently, which has allowed us to grow and, indeed, have many challenges for in 2009: The last year of our President, of realization and completion of the program, the primaries with our beloved candidate José Miguel Insulza, and why not, Andrade as President of the Party .... Thanks
2008 ...
From that day until many years later, when they reached 12 in the night I burned the eyes and alone, with no one to call the rain, came to my face ... surely Southern reminiscences and nostalgia.
With time and the vicissitudes of life have learned to be thankful for every year that goes away and happy to get a new one. We are a privileged generation with great successes and great failures and disappointments, we are survivors, witnessed the most intense moments you have lived our beloved country. Raised in the parties and growing with the Cuban Revolution. We have been able to reinvent ourselves, to overcome, laugh at everything and everyone, especially ourselves.
The last day of the 2008 in the office get together, enjoy a delicious cocktail that we had ordered at Brown, where my friend Laura who always takes care of every detail. We did a little balance, somehow bad for an NGO is difficult to keep these days, but ended up happy with our work and hoping this is better, that we can continue bringing in Citizen Participation, Energy Efficiency, Waste management solid and good in all those things that we do and that some think are nonsense ... finally they are fools I do not doubt.
At night our program was safe and guaranteed. Before leaving home, of course I wish you happy new year to Bernardo in Moscow, which at that time did little while he was living in 2009. We had great atmosphere, great music, to talk about food ... La Habana Vieja where Guillermo Keryma and care of every detail. With my children and my Aunt Gaby got ready to spend a great night. You looked radiant women our crowns. Best of all was when a lady approaches Auntie Gaby and tells him his majesty allow me hello, she looked like a queen.
The twelve, hugs, toast, New Year and 50 of the revolution. We raise our glasses and head to the streets in San Francisco Tarapacá to enjoy the fireworks. And of course the first call of the year ... as the song says "loves which become resistant to damage ... Amores expected the winter to bloom and the autumn evenings turn green again,"
And the first day of January, something happened unthinkable that ultimately made earlier today I sit to write these lines. In the living room of my house three Suárez, so it is: Suárez Gabriela Bastidas Suarez Alexandra Suarez Aguilar and good the Indart. The three different shapes to see and live life differently. But then I realized the old adage of the blood strip. The whole history of our family was concentrated in these three soft and delicate women, who along with the name of a fortress of iron attached to adversity.
Finally, I would not but talk about my other family: The Socialist Party. I made the same analogy, regardless of differences, rivalries, weaknesses and strengths, we have a common history, the blood of many runs in our veins and so good that we think differently, which has allowed us to grow and, indeed, have many challenges for in 2009: The last year of our President, of realization and completion of the program, the primaries with our beloved candidate José Miguel Insulza, and why not, Andrade as President of the Party .... Thanks
2008 ...
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