Throughout the years, I have
broken some of my standards to make other people happy so they will like me or
be with me. Years passed by, and I started getting wiser, I started learning
from my lessons. Yes .. tough like hell, but hey, I am
here with my head up and keep going. Life is not easy because after experience
any situation in your life then a new situation with tiny differences from the
situation before makes you wonder if you should keep going or walk away.
Since I moved to NY 18 years ago,
I had to confront every situation by myself, so I didn’t have a choice, I couldn’t give up cause I came too far to
disappoint myself or others. Yes! I cared way too
much what others thought of me. I still do sometimes, but I am getting better
I have standards for many
situations, but the two most important are friendships and relationships. I
am a sucker for making friends or partners happy no matter how I feel. I
used to do anything for them even break my standards cause I feel bad,
responsible for their happiness thinking that I was going to mess up their time
or life if I keep my standards in place… later I understood that many of them
were doing whatever they need to achieve what they were looking for because at
the end people want things on their terms, then is when I decided that I will
respect my standards no matter what because respecting my rules is respecting
who I am.
A year ago, I moved from Astoria, Queens to Westchester, NY. It was a great decision because I moved in with two of my best friends, who I can proudly call family. But I had the time to look inside me and find good and bad things. I focused on myself and start doing things that when I was younger people used to tell me I was not good at it, like drawing, singing, It was a year that made me growth internally and mentally.
Now when I am in a position that
I need to decide to break any of my standards I stop and think if it is going to
be worth it, because if it is not, I would rather say no for more that makes me
lose someone from life. At the end the person I should be taking care
always is me.
A year ago today, I was back home in Lima with my family getting ready to celebrate the 50 years of marriage of my parents. It was a ceremony and party that we were preparing for a long time, but we never knew how big would end up being. Honestly, the celebration was like a real wedding. Trust me when I say that at first my dad and mom wanted something small and intimate but then they decided to bring a wedding planner to help them to organize the whole event. My parents got married when they were 19 years old. They had four kids my sister Pilar, my brother Javier, myself and after 13 my brother Saul. My siblings gave to my parents eight grandchildren (in the picture only appearing seven cause one of my nephews couldn’t come from Argentina.) Celebrating with your parents their Golden Anniversary is like being at their wedding 50 years ago. It was an emotional and beautiful moment to spend with them and their friends who attend their wedding first wedding. For sure this will be a memory that will hold an extraordinary moment in my life. Today is their 51 years of marriage, and I wish them many years more.. Love them
Thanks for joining me! In this new journey, this is my first time trying to blog… So let’s see how I do. I decided to do this for two reasons. First, I always wanted to do it, so it is one of my new goals for 2019. Second, I believe that someone out there might find useful or interesting what I want to share.
See you next time!
The only impossible journey is the one you never begin. – Tony Robbins