Don't give up

Don't give up

I recently celebrated my 43rd birthday, and as with every birthday, I get a little nostalgic and pensive. Am I where I thought I would be when I was younger? Have I reached the "milestones" society and other people tend to set for this arbitrary number? Where am I compared to other people? And does any of it even matter? 

The familiar thing the voices in my head tend to think is the world belongs to the young, and statistically, I've reached the middle of my lifespan and can now start looking towards the second half as a kind of wind down phase. But you know what? Fuck that, I'm not done yet. 

I still want to visit New Zealand, make a million dollars, see my friends' kids grow up, dance at my godson's wedding (going to his high school graduation next week, so proud), love, laugh, live, and yes, learn. Of course I'll make mistakes, of course it's going to suck at times, but "la vida es eso" - that's life. 

So when my husband woke me on the morning of my birthday with this poem by Uruguayan writer Mario Benedetti, which he printed out in one of my own fonts, and read to me in his native Spanish, well, he could not have chosen a better one, and I'm happy to share it with you today. 


No te rindas, aún estás a tiempo,
de alcanzar y comenzar de nuevo,
aceptar tus sombras,
enterrar tus miedos,
liberar el lastre,
retomar el vuelo.

No te rindas que la vida es eso,
continuar el viaje,
perseguir tus sueños,
destrabar el tiempo,
correr los escombros,
y destapar el cielo.

No te rindas, por favor, no cedas,
aunque el frío queme,
aunque el miedo muerda,
aunque el sol se esconda,
y se calle el viento,
aún hay fuego en tu alma,
aún hay vida en tus sueños.

Porque la vida es tuya y tuyo también el deseo
porque lo has querido y porque te quiero
porque existe el vino y el amor, es cierto
porque no hay heridas que no cure el tiempo.

Abrir las puertas,
quitar los cerrojos,
abandonar las murallas que te protegieron,
vivir la vida y aceptar el reto,
recuperar la risa,
ensayar un canto,
bajar la guardia y extender las manos
desplegar las alas
e intentar de nuevo,
celebrar la vida y retomar los cielos.

No te rindas, por favor, no cedas,
aunque el frío queme,
aunque el miedo muerda,
aunque el sol se ponga y se calle el viento,
aún hay fuego en tu alma,
aún hay vida en tus sueños.

 

Porque cada día es un comienzo nuevo,
porque esta es la hora y el mejor momento.
Porque no estás sol@, porque yo te quiero.

Don’t give up, you still have time
to reach up and start anew,
Accept your shadows,
Bury your fears,
Free your burdens,
Fly again.

Don’t give up, that’s what life is
Continue the journey,
Follow your dreams,
Unstuck time,
Move the rubble,
And uncover the sky.

Don’t give up, please don’t give way,
Even if the cold burns,
Even if fear bites,
Even if the sun sets,
And the wind goes silent,
There is still fire in your soul
There is still life in your dreams.

Because life is yours and yours is the desire
Because you have loved it and because I love you
Because wine exists and love, it's true
Because there are no wounds that time doesn’t cure.

To open the doors,
Take away the locks,
Abandon the walls that have protected you,
To live life and accept the challenge
Get back laughter,
Practice a song,
Lower the guard and extend the hands
Open the wings
And try again,
Celebrate life and take back the skies. 

Don’t give up, please don’t give way,
Even if the cold burns,
Even if fear bites,
Even if the sun sets,
And the wind goes silent,
There is still fire in your soul
There is still life in your dreams.

Because every day is a new beginning,
Because this is the hour and the best moment.
Because you are not alone, because I love you.

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