Brought from the Milky Way Galaxy.

Talking about myself at this point it is kind of scaring because the space is almost in blank. At least this one is different from the self-criticism papers I used to fill out back in Cuba. This space accepts creativity. I love creativity!At least I can speak about my virtues and dreams, and also humor around. With 28 years old, certain characteristics about myself have become quite clear. It is also right that I had to recall my background, all the events that have taken place in my life, and the way other people see me to understand the way I am.

One way or another, I’ am the result of all the events that have taken place in my life. I used to think I was different, brought from somewhere in the middle of the Milky Way galaxy, and I certainly was, but not literally. I was only child until the age of eight; a cutie pie and non-talkative little girl who used to spend long hours in the backyard cooking cucumber with bougainvillea or watching her dad converting old cars into spaceships. My wonderland seemed to work perfectly even though after my two sisters were born. They gave me strength and patience. I remember that time like going thru a precocious motherhood. I felt more than pleased being a guardian and looking after them. Thanks to all possible divine powers in the sky, my mother was also there. She was the one in charge of lighting up the house with spirituality. I never was a religious person, like many other Cuban people who were cut off from going church every Sunday during the Castro’s regimen; however, my mom showed me an alternative way for being blessed: our African roots. My house was always protected with a shield of flowers, colognes, and tobaccos. I was a happy kid with a happy life until adolescence hit. Adolescence was a desperate race where every time I reached the goal I was automatically kicked to the beginning. No matter how hard I tried, I ended up being everything I was taught to be. This background molded my beliefs, values and attitudes and there is not possible way in the entire world my past could be changed.

Nowadays I am the same person I used to be, but dimensionally changed. Time has tamed me. All those characteristics of my personality that were undefined twenty years ago are settled now. I describe myself as a nature lover, protective toward defenseless people, peaceful, imaginative, introverted but not unapproachable, and a risk taker. Furthermore, my close friends think I am trustworthy, understanding, and respectful. On the other hand, I am very insecure, sentimental, and a bit proud and impulsive. As per my husband, this bit proud and impulsive of me will bring future troubles in our relationship. He also says I am very temperamental. My answer to him is always the same: “Welcome to women’s world”.

There might be much more about myself I don’t even know. I have accomplished who I am by understanding my background, the events that have taken place in my life and the way other people see me. I do not definitively come from the Milky Way Galaxy, but I am still a special person, so is everyone.

Y.D.