When an angel becomes a friend

sary (51)in #travel • 9 years ago

Hello Steemit community, how are they??? It's me again; today I come to show they all a beautiful part of my life. It is surprising how our lives are full of stories and we do not take them into account, in this post I come to tell they how we are able to form strong ties with people from other places, regardless of differences of culture. I hope they like my story…
Cleaning the library of my house, I began to organize it reviewing between some books, I found a small box that contained some leaves that I kept from my adolescence. Among these papers I found a letter from a girl who gave me the day I left cuba , where she became my friend during a trip to Cuba in the 2005. To Cuba I went to make an operation (remember that in my first post I explained that I had a cataract operation, which in the end was a failure. I refer to this operation). I will explain the history of my trip to Cuba.

DAY OF THE CALL

It all started as a normal day of my adolescence, when I got home my dad told me that he had been called from a government program called miracle mission, that program works with vision problems, in my case they called for a cataract operation . Because my father was very sick, I had to travel with my mother to Cuba, from here we went on a direct flight to Cuba ...

ARRIVED TO CUBA (Social Worker ..)

When we arrived in Cuba we were greeted with great attention, they took us to an old hotel that looked like an old school (they called the Cotorro), where they checked us in, then I was sent to an office where they handed me several belongings that I would use, Phone cards, money, clothes for use in the time of stay and other things. Then I was assigned to a social worker (people who assigned the patient all the time in Cuba, to facilitate their stay). At that point I met Yaris, she is the social worker that was assigned to me, had a great personality from the first moment we got along, I must emphasize that all the social workers were very young were the same age as me in that one, Including Yaris.

Yaris is a very nice girl, very kind, intelligent, funny and many other things that would not end. She helped me a lot even though it was her job, she was doing much more than she should, I never liked the food there, she helped me find relatively good food from the places near the hotel. She was in the worst moment of my days since during all the stay in Cuba I felt very bad, I think it was the change of weather and made the time happen very fast, she made those moments bearable. Thanks to her, i also created a relationship with several of the social workers, as I told them they were as young as me, we shared a lot of beautiful moments even though I was in a very difficult situation for me ...

CATARACT SURGERY.
Due to the preoperative treatment, the surgery was not immediate, it took place 10 days after my arrival, where in the middle of the night at approximately 2 am, I was awakened and taken to a hospital in Cuba a little away from there. The center of Havana, During the surgery I stayed awake, they put me an anesthesia that did not effect me, therefore I felt everything that I performed, In addition to the ill-treatment of the doctor, it was very uncomfortable I felt very bad I was exhausted with pain and with stress That they would wake me up so suddenly. It was a very bad experience. Because of that moment I felt pain and nerves, I began to cry a lot, therefore, doctors avoiding problems with the result of the operation sedated me for 2 days ... When I woke up I went back to the place where i were staying and my mom next to me, after a while I noticed that Yaris was not near me and none of the social workers apparently had withdrawn from the hotel.

DAYS AFTER
After the operation days passed and the presence of my female friend Yaris was not by my side, those days were very bad, since the pain in my eye could not stand it and also did not eat anything because that i food did not like . The days passed and no news of her, then one day several people came to my room and I was taken out of that place, since a hurricane would arrive in Cuba and I had to return to my country. Arriving at the airport and almost getting on the plane I hear a person shout my name, turning around I saw that it was Yaris and I stopped for a moment to talk to her and only she said "I could not say much, but I give you these 2 cards, read it and you will know what happened. " When I get on the plane I cry with sadness, because I leave a great female friend there. The letters did not open until I got to my house in Venezuela. When I arrived at my house I went to my room and in my bed I sat down to read the letter my female friend Yaris me left ...
The first letter explained that after my operation she had to go, because the president at that time (Fidel Castro, suspected of a gasoline robbery (madness in her head, she exclaimed), had sent them to the gas station So that they would take it. The problem lasted several days and that was why I had not been able to return ...
The second letter said a beautiful dedication that he wrote me and that I want to show you at the end of this post ... I will leave them and hope you like ...

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That was my story in Cuba and the great friendship I left in that place. The most surprising thing about all of this is that she has managed to contact me about 2 weeks ago (almost 12 years later), but she did and today we are writing in the mail every 2 days, since she says that the internet It is a bit difficult to access in that place. We talked about everything, I told her about my family and she talked about hers, how she lived and how I had spent mine. I really feel very happy to rejoin that great female friend that I left a long time ago in Cuba ... When I find these letters in my library, that's why I write this post, since friendship is something that is never lost despite the distance, time, always endures. In my mind are always those good moments next to her despite all the bad that happens in that place, even more to know that that operation was the one that caused my current problem of glaucoma, since that operation instead of improving me alone I worsen my health ... but the great and good times I spend with my female friend, are greater than the bad. As I told you this post is so that you know my story and that a real friendship will always be no matter distance ...

I leave textual what the letter says:

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Specially for you

From Yaris to you
An angel is not chosen, GOD generates it. A friend takes us by the hand and brings us to GOD. An Angel has an obligation to take care of us, a friend takes care of us for love. An Angel helps us avoid having problems, a friend helps you solve them. An angel sees you suffer without being able to help you, a friend helps you because he does not want to see you suffer. An Angel makes you smile and watch your joy, a friend makes you smile and is part of your joy. An Angel knows how much you need someone to listen to you, a friend listens to you without telling you that you need it. An Angel is actually part of your desires and dreams, a friend shares and struggles because your wishes come true. An Angel is always there with you, does not know what to miss you A friend when he is not with you not only misses you, he thinks of you too. An angel watches over your dream, a friend dreams about you.... An angel receives a prayer from you, a friend makes a prayer for you. For an Angel you are a mission to fulfill, for a friend you are a treasure to defend. An Angel would like to be your friend, a friend without promising it can be your Angel.

This is especially dedicated to you, even if we do not have much friction, you have earned the affection and trust of me and that few people do. Never forget me.

"Who loves you and never forgets."

Yaris.