The owner of my story ...

A big hug... I bring a brief reflection for everyone.

The elections are coming in our American continent, specifically, in the USA, and it seems incredible that a large percentage% of the world BELIEVES that these decisions do not affect us.

Obviously, this is an issue that the whole world is very concerned about. Every decision that is made in the USA is a decision that impacts society, markets, production systems and, obviously, our lives. It's not up to me, not to talk about foreign policy, not to say who to vote for. In fact, I don't currently vote in the United States. But as a woman concerned about her life story, I have the experience of the problems, situations and conflicts that we have in the world. So I feel that I have little moral to tell people who to decide for, in their country of origin and the country that as immigrants embraces us.

What is clear to me, as inhabitants of the world, is that in politics, religion, among other things, one should turn a deaf ear to the siren songs. One must stop believing in promises of unrealizable things, and one must also forget to let oneself be carried away by the charisma of the one who makes promises.

We, the citizens of the world, have to think about our life, our job, our economy, our family, values and principles and, above all, if we are immigrants, for example, we must choose based on what really benefits our stay, and life in the country that welcomes us.

My reflection is...

The guidelines of a country have to be well thought out in our own personal biography, in our own individual history, in which we as individuals and as a family really impact us.
Being the owners of our own history, we must choose and think about how whoever leads our country is going to matter in our life. That doesn't mean being selfish, it means being realistic. Because, at the end of the road, the one who lives his own life, is oneself.

To be happy, should be a constitutional right, in the world.

It's November and we are faced with surprises that shake us up. The wonder of awareness, perhaps in the most incomprehensible way. Lessons! . Just to readjust the path. As a Latin American woman, I have learned along the way, from my brothers, my parents, my children and through the circumstances of fate.

There is nothing more satisfying than to finish the day's work and feel full of something unique, that no one else can give us, it is the enthusiasm and creativity that drives us to look for the way to turn the invisible into something visible for everyone.

Strength, coherence and unity is everyone's decision, because we can all contribute to change.

Janitze 🌹

Separator made with Canva by @janitzearratia

Any images in this post are taken with my iPhone 12, the Infinix pro-note 30 or with the camera eighties Rolleiflex 2.8 f, and edited by me with Canva

Translation with |DeepL