is amazing how many things that are interwoven without realizing it when you're isolated from the source of your identity (Venezuela). For many to be outside Venezuela implies an economic level and "you're giving the high life in X country" when many do not know how many years of sweat and perseverance with which they are paid audacity to dream and leave with all the pain world country where you were born.
"Exile, separation and duplication of effort" are the ingredients to finally get safe haven in a foreign country, but believe me, ask your grandparents, uncles or foreign families if they have families from other sources, only 1% (but less care) will tell you that was a simple pleasure trip and decided to stay.
If you are a student, you should study twice and shine, if you are a worker, you must work three times, stand out to ordinary people, being helpful, tolerant, mentalizarte before an inevitable culture shock and gradually see how your home away inevitably you why not? how your feelings of Venezuela will dissolve by distance and lack of daily contact (it happened to me.)
For those who believe that outside a given country means a great life, my beloved thinkers are wrong, for those who consider that to be earning in dollars or blessed to be spending money is a privilege Yankee wealthy gentlemen are wrong, for those who think that peace and good living are obtained in less than a month ... My dear neighbors are wrong.
This does not mean it is a complete way of the cross, but it requires a monumental effort in every way, especially in that of poderte freehand out and win the right to be in a foreign country, to have in a piece of paper your legality. The absolute peace my people, is a price to be paid with many years in a foreign country ... the right to dream, to breathe some are paintings that take years to make, with every nuance, every detail, tone and texture determined.
Being an immigrant and have under your arm the story of a country in adversity and a dream to give your children something different, is a price that has to pay.
To my beloved readers, a million thanks for taking the time to read these humble words of a soul who still dreams that all critalicemos the most sublime of our dreams, whether together or separated from our land.
infinite blessings.
Aymara Gabriela Sanchez Miss T.
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