Beautiful story. Hopefully more real ones will have equally happy endings. Our poor country, like cronus, is devouring its own children. it cannot tell those who want the save it from those who want and have been hurting it for decades.
A pregnant woman, or a woman with a child in her arms, which used to ispire love, smiles and affection, are now images of despair and sorrow.
When I write, I can't stop talking about Venezuela because it's my immediate environment. Sometimes I try to have an air of optimism and hope, other times sadness devastates me. Where do dreams hide when life insists on taking them away from you? I wish we could invent our own endings! I hold you tight, @hlezama
I have been asking those questions mysef. On a daily basis I just hope I don't get sick. After the most recent political scandals, I don't think we'll get out of this whole any time soon