Thank Serafin Alarcon as not to give thanks … Before talking about my past so many memories that go through me I do not know where to start … Ten years have passed, ten of a new life, a truly new, next only to his side and closer to his heart. And is that … Twice divorced, "and I say this not with pride" alcoholic, drug flirting with my life was going to ruin.
But one of those many mornings when I arrived at almost the next day the house went to the bathroom and I threw water on my face … Look at my face realizing how deep in the solitude I was. Sooner or later the bitter end if something serious happened. Have you ever felt this way? Loneliness, emptiness, uncertainty, low self-esteem, roots of bitterness, and to continue … Read more here: kevin ulrich. Yes, that was the beginning of the bitter memories orphans procession of light.
Well, looking at the face again hear a voice in my conscience … "" How do you look? "I said. "Well jo … – Answer. Then dared I added: – "And you, like me time? – Son, as I want to see … Everything happened in front of that mirror that blessed night. Some think: "what kind of drunk" … Yes, probably something was intoxicated, I can not deny. But the truth is that since that morning ten years ago this ship route change. I stay away from that abyss with all the strength I could and God was my captain.