Thursday, September 23, 2010

Push / Empuje

When I think of the future,
the goals I hope to achieve…
I realize how difficult it is
and how much energy is needed.
There is a level of effort,
that I must now release.
Things won't just happen
because I will it into existence -
This isn't a self-fulfilling prophecy.
But how do I get there?
After much reading and analyzing,
I recognize in addition to all the hard work,
waking up in the hours of dawn,
not being as social as I once was,
there has to be love for what I am doing.
And that, I am sure there is.
It's because of this love
that I can do what I do.
It's because a connection 
to something not tangible,
do I have the will the keep moving forward.
I don't know what the future holds,
but I do know my efforts today,
are unquestionably tied to passion and love.
This keeps me going…this is my push.

Cuando pienso en el futuro,
las metas que quiero lograr…
Me doy cuenta que difícil es
y cuanta energía es necesaria.
Hay un nivel de esfuerzo
que ahora tengo que liberar.
Las cosas no pasaran
por que se llaman a la existencia- 
Esto no es una profecia autocumplida.
Pero como llegaré allí?
Me he dado cuenta que con mucha lectura y análisis
agregado al trabajo fuerte,
despertando en horas de la madrugada,
no teniendo mucha vida  social como antes,
tengo que tener amor por lo que hago.
Y eso, estoy segura que existe.
Es por amor que puedo hacer
todo lo que hago.
Es por una conexión a algo que no se ve,
que tenga la fuerza de seguir adelante.
No se lo que el futuro tiene reservado,
pero si se que mis esfuerzos de hoy día
indudablemente están ligados a pasión y amor.
Esto me da animo…esto es mi empuje.


  1. how can you think of the future when there is none at least not in my case i feel like i have lose every thing when my daughter passed

  2. Deb,

    I can begin to express how sorry I am for your loss. You will be in my thoughts and prayers.


  3. Shirley
    i want to say thank you its hard some times because i will not be able to see her walk down the asile or see any grandkids but thank you for your support

  4. Deb,

    Yesterday I thought about a book I read last summer called "Paula" written by Isabel Allende. It's a memoir of her experience when she lost her daughter. Sometimes reading stories and knowing you are not alone in your sorrow helps in some strange way. I don't have children so I can't say I totally understand your pain, however, I empathize.

    If you ever feel like talking some more, feel free to email me at Stay strong, and know your existence is an inspiration to me...your ability to share your thoughts, as difficult as they are, demonstrates how resilient you really are.

    Have a beautiful day :)