Have you ever read something you wish you just hadnt seen.. Your head spins; confusion empowers? Your stomach knots tightly and even sitting becomes uncomfortable? Your face tenses and cheeks heat with a cocktail of emotions you can't accurately pin point? A mix between anger, disappointment and hurt.. Eyes swell, body slouches into it's best attempt of a foetal position? You set yourself up gor disappointment with imagined expectations that left you broken and useless?

Change...

Change… We don’t like it, we fear it. But we can’t stop it from coming. We either adapt to change, or we get left behind. It hurts to grow. Anybody who tells you it doesn’t, is lying. But here’s the truth: Sometimes, the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes, change is good. Sometimes, change is… everything.

The unexpected.

We all think we’re going to be great. And we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But, sometimes, our expectations sell us short. Sometimes, the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected.
You gotta wonder why we cling to our expectations. Because the expected is just what keeps us steady… standing… still. The expected is just the beginning.
The unexpected… is what changes our lives.

Right?

Life is not a spectator sport. Win, lose or draw, the game is in progress, whether we want it to be, or not. So, go ahead, argue with the refs, change the rules… cheat a little, take a break… and tend to your wounds. But play. Play. Play hard. Play fast. Play loose and free. Play as if there’s no tomorrow.
Okay, so it’s not whether you win or lose… it’s how you play the game. Right?

What will you do?

Sometimes the future changes quickly and completely, and we’re left with only the choice of what to do next. We can choose to be afraid of it, to stand there trembling not moving, assuming the worst that can happen or we step forward into the unknown and assume it will be brilliant.

Day of Cuban Press

The March 14th, 1892 , José Martí founded in New York , the newspaper Patria , " to collect and to live in love and passion for the truth ." This is why it is established on March 14th as  Day of Cuban Press .
 Many young journalists who stand out in this medium in the Villa del Humor , especially Ariguanabo Radio . One is Maivy Cruz, our station reporter that despite having 26 years her work is recognized by various local entities . Always cheerful, great charisma and a great sense of humor, Maivy walk around town in search of scoops and juveniles of general interest to the public. A very sweet girl, but firm in her convictions and criticism of social indiscipline . Maivy Cruz with her comments can praise the performance of a social task, or expose its weaknesses with great skill and sense of touch. We wanted to congratulate her performance on this special day for the press .

February 14

February 14. Love fills the air. Everywhere you see the excitement in the faces of the lovers, the joy of having someone to love and be loved in return, that immense joy to share with someone you love every moment of the day. 
But all is not happiness, at least not for me. It hurts to see the excited faces, overflowing joy, knowing that you are not with me. How much I would like it to wake up next to you, open my eyes because you were kissing me, knowing you were awake long before watching. Say Good morning and feel your arms around me very strong as I like. Starting the day in a "special" way. Feel me loved and secure with you. Starting the day in a "special" way . To feel me loved and secure with you. How much I would like to share this day together , just you and me . Look into your eyes and tell you that I love you and I hear you ask ... Would you be my Valentine? But that's lif , has mysterious ways of acting. I will not give up, I dont desist, because although you 're absent I carry with me in all that I do, in my mind , in my heart ... I love you Gary . Happy Valentine´s day

Importance of the human voice

Their hands were tied , or handcuffed , yet fingers danced , flew, drew words. Prisoners were hooded , but leaning they could see something, a little something , below . Although it was forbidden to talk , they talked with his hands.Pinio  Ungerfeld  teached to Eduardo the alphabet of fingers, which he learned in prison without a teacher :- Some had bad handwriting - told - Others were masters of calligraphy.The dictatorship wanted everyone to be nothing more than one out each one : in prisons and barracks , and around the country , communication was crime.Some prisoners spent more than ten years buried in solitary cells the size of a coffin, without hearing more voices that sound bars or steps boots by runners. Mauricio and Fernandez  condemned to the solitude , were saved because they could speak with taps through the wall. So dreams and memories , loves and hates were counted ; discussed , embraced, fought ; shared certainties and beauty and also shared doubts and guilt and questions of those that have no answers .When it is true , when it born of the need to say , no one can  stop the human voice. If you refuse the mouth, it speaks with the hands, or eyes, or the pores , or wherever. For all , every last , we have something to say to others, something that deserves to be celebrated by others or forgiven.

Let happiness make its home in your heart. That is possible only when you let love live in your soul. Let love be the reason why you do things in life and push any instance of hate far away. Make love and being happy a part of your daily routine. Everyday when you wake up, make that your motto or habit and then you will find that the world turns beautiful for you.

Thanks BB

All I ever wanted was to live a normal life. But then when you came, you changed everything with the big heart that you have. You made me realize how much better life can truly be. Thanks BB

That moment will live on forever

Most of our lives are a series of images, they pass us by like towns on a highway. But sometimes a moment stuns us as it happens and we know that this instant is more than a fleeting image. We know that this moment, every part of it, will live on forever. Like when I met you.

Your life

It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re 17 and planning for someday. And then quietly and without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.

The road is long and in the end, the journey is the destination.

I’ve come to the conclusion that if having things turn out the way you wanted them to is a measure of a successful life, then some would say I’m a failure. The important thing is not to be bitter over life’s disappointments. Learn to let go of the past. And recognize that every day won’t be sunny, and when you find yourself lost in the darkness and despair, remember it’s only in the black of night you see the stars. And those stars will lead you back home. So don’t be afraid to make mistakes, to stumble and fall, cause most of the time, the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most. Maybe you’ll get everything you wish for. Maybe you’ll get more than you ever could have imagined. Who knows where life will take you. The road is long and in the end, the journey is the destination.

Happiness

Happiness comes in many forms-in the company of good friends, in the feeling you get when you make someone else’s dream come true, or in the promise of hope renewed. It’s okay to let yourself be happy because you never know how fleeting that happiness might be…

What marks our time here?

Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world… or if the choices we make matter? I believe they do. And I believe that one man can change many lives. For better… or worse.

‘The best things in live are free.’

You ever heard the expression ‘The best things in live are free.’ Well that expression is true.’ Every once in a while, people step up they rise above themselves sometimes they surprise you and sometimes they fall short. Life is funny sometimes. It can push pretty hard but if you look close enough, you can find hope in the words of children, in the bars of the song and in the eyes of someone you love. And if you’re lucky, if you’re the luckiest person on this entire planet, the person you love decides to love you back.

The one that’s almost always right

You can seek the advice of others, surround yourself with trusted advicers, but in the end, the decision is always yours and yours alone. And when it’s time to act and you are all alone with your back against the wall… 

The only voice that matters is the one in your head, the one telling you what you already probably knew. The one that’s almost always right.

The biggest days

“You never know the biggest day of your life is going to be the biggest. The days you think are going to be big ones, they are never as big as you make them out to be in your head. It’s the regular days, the ones that start out normal. Those are the days that end up being the biggest. You never know the biggest day of your life is your biggest day, not until it’s happening. You don’t recognize the biggest day of your life, not until you’re right in the middle of it. The day you commit to something or someone. The day you get your heart broken. The day you meet your soul mate. The day you realize there’s not enough time because you wanna live forever. Those are the biggest days. The perfect days. You know, it was a beautiful day.”

When we follow our hearts, when we choose not to settle; it’s funny, isn’t it? A weight lifts, the sun shines a little brighter, and for a brief moment, we find a little peace.

Maybe not today

There don’t have to be harps playing or birds singing or pose petals falling from the sky… And there are definitely days when the romance is dead. But if you look around, things are pretty amazing. So stop for a second. Enjoy the beauty. Feel the magic. Drink it in. ‘Cause it won’t last forever. The romance will fade. Things will happen. People will change. Love will die. But… maybe not today.

“Meant to be”

Maybe I do believe it, all this “meant to be” stuff. Why not believe it, really? Who doesn’t want more romance in their life? Maybe it’s just up to us to make it happen. To show up and be meant for each other. At least that way you’ll find out for sure - if you’re meant to be or not.

Where we belong

It can be scary to find out you’ve been wrong about something. But we can’t be afraid to change our minds, to accept that things are different, that they’ll never be the same, for better or for worse. We have to be willing to give up what we used to believe. The more we’re willing to accept what is and not what we thought, we’ll find ourselves exactly where we belong.

A wise man...

A wise man once said you can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it. What he meant is nothing comes without a price. So before you go into battle, you better decide how much you’re willing to lose.

There’s an end to every storm

There’s an end to every storm. Once all the trees have been uprooted. Once all the houses have been ripped apart. The wind will hush, the clouds will part, the rain will stop, the sky will clear in an instant. But only then, in those quiet moments after the storm, do we learn who was strong enough to survive it.

We forget...

We do our very best, but sometimes it’s just not good enough. We buckle our seatbelts, we wear a helmet, we stick to the lighted paths, we try to be safe. We try so hard to protect ourselves, but it doesn’t make a damn bit of difference. Cause when the bad things come, they come out of nowhere. The bad things come suddenly, with no warning. But we forget that sometimes that’s how the good things come too.

Decide

We’re all gonna die. We don’t get much say over how or when. But we do get to decide how we’re gonna live. So do it. Decide. Is this the life you wanna live? Is this the person you wanna love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out, and decide.

The waiting can kill you

The waiting can kill you. You make a decision and then the world has to turn. The consequences unfold, out of your hands. There’s only one thing that seems clear in those quiet moments while you wait: whatever you chose was wrong. We just wanna survive the storm. We pray, ‘please God, just get me to the other side’. We never imagine what it will be like when we get there. What if, when the storm passes, nothing’s left? I always said I could handle anything. I was wrong. I was wrong about a lot of things. But I was right about one thing - I was right about keep trying.

How do you beat the odds when it’s one against a billion? You stand strong, keep pushing yourself past all rational limits and never let yourself give up. But the truth of the matter is, despite how hard you try and fight to stay in control, when it’s all said and done, sometimes you’re just outnumbered.

We’ve all done things we aren’t proud of. I understand that. I know nobody’s perfect. But how do you live with it? How do you get up every morning and face the world knowing you could have done better? That you should have done better? Is being sorry enough? Can an apology actually heal our wounds, ease our pain? Can it undo the hurt that we’ve caused?

NOBODY EVER SAID IT´D BE EASY

Sometimes, the key to making progress is to recognize how to take that very first step. Then you start your journey. You hope for the best and you stick with it, day in, day out. Even if you’re tired, even if you want to walk away, you don’t. Because you are a pioneer. But nobody ever said it’d be easy.