Hola amigos quizás siempre sea repetitiva con el tema de no estar al día con las iniciativas, pero bueno todos vivimos el carvario de los apagones, pero aquí estoy,emocionada siempre de los temas que traen como es el caso de nuestra querida @iriswrite.
en este caso sobre detalles que redefinen nuestras vidas, en mi caso en multiples ocasiones solo cuando salen los temas aqui es que me doy cuenta que lo sucedido me cambio y me marco como es el caso de este post.
mi madre fue una mujer que estudio después de tener tres hijos para tener un mejor empleo y, por tanto, darnos una mejor calidad de vida, pero siempre me decía .... se ve que eres hija de tu padre,
yo no entendía porque yo veía a mi papá, un hombre serio tranquilo y yo hiperactiva, alegre pero bueno era mi papá jjj hasta un dia que empecé a ver porque mis hermanos tenian un apellido diferente al mío,
y decía ellos son de otro papá jjjj resulta que la que era de otro papá era yo.
Pero la explicación de mi mamá fue clara y precisa ,fácil de comprender para mí, pero aun asi estuve luchando mucho tiempo por conocer a mi papá,
pero en esa lucha solo sabia decir cuando hablaba de mi papá, mi papá es muy bueno, claro el que me crio, el otro no.
Todos me regañaban porque entendía que estaba hiriendo a mi papá de crianza que me cogió con dos meses, pero no entendían que en mi inocencia estaba dar la explicación para que supieran que tenía dos papás.
Fui creciendo y buscando hasta que encontré a mi papá, y ahí si se me redefinió la vida, muchos creerán que para bien, pues no, conocer a mi verdadero papa y su familia fue lo peor que me pudo suceder,
[amor](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/)
 imagen propi trabajada en canva traductor deepl imagen de pixabay inglish >Hello friends, I may always be repetitive on the subject of not keeping up with initiatives, but hey, we all live through the nightmare of power outages, but here I am, always excited about the topics you bring up, as is the case with our beloved iriswrite. [familia](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/) >In this case, it's about details that redefine our lives. In my case, on multiple occasions, it's only when the topics come up here that I realize that what happened changed me and left a mark on me, as is the case with this post. >My mother was a woman who studied after having three children in order to get a better job and, therefore, give us a better quality of life, but she always told me... You can see that you are your father's daughter. I didn't understand because I saw my dad as a serious, calm man, and I was hyperactive and cheerful, but he was my dad, jjj, [padre](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/parents-and-sons-curiosity-1699502/) >until one day I began to see why my siblings had a different last name than mine, and she said they were from another father, jjjj, and it turns out that I was the one from another father. >But my mom's explanation was clear and precise, easy for me to understand, but even so, I struggled for a long time to get to know my dad. But in that struggle, all I could say when I talked about my dad was, “My dad is very good,” meaning the one who raised me, not the other one. > Everyone scolded me because they understood that I was hurting my foster dad who took me in when I was two months old, but they didn't understand that in my innocence I was giving the explanation so that they would know that I had two dads. [familia](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/) >I grew up and kept searching until I found my dad, and that's when my life was redefined. Many will believe that it was for the better, but no, meeting my real dad and his family was the worst thing that could have happened to me. > Along with his appearance came disappointment, sadness, and grief because my insistence brought to light how cruel my dad was and how my mom was hiding it from me. >However, I couldn't abandon him, regardless of his mistreatment and that of the family, because it turns out that my father is white and I am the only black person in the family. They are all blond with blue eyes, and you can see what I look like. >It redefined my life because since then I believe that we all need to know our past, and even though many people don't want us in their lives, it's vital to know the truth. From then on, I saw that the truth is naked, without costumes, and that it's necessary to tell it and know it, even though many people don't like how I tell it and how I am. [amor](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/) >I began to love those around me more every day, and my real father, the one who worked hard to give me an education and a career, the one I apologized to and whom I am very proud of today because he never made a difference between my siblings and me. >My dad always made it clear to my mom that he didn't want children, but she did. She didn't respect his wishes, and I learned that too: to respect the wishes of others.  >imagenes de pixabay >traductor deepl >imagen propias trabajaaadas en canva
junto a su aparición ,aparecieron disgustos, tristezas, penas porque mi insistencia saco a la luz lo cruel que era mi papá y mi mamá me lo estaba ocultando
Sin embargo, no podía dejarlo abandonado no importaba sus maltratos y los de la familia, pues resulta que mi papá es blanco y yo soy la única negra de la familia, todos rubios de ojos azules y ya usted ve como soy.
[amor](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/)
Y me redefinió la vida porque desde entonces pienso que todos debemos conocer nuestro pasado y aunque muchos no nos quieran en sus vidas, es vital conocer la verdad, a partir de ahí vi que la verdad va asi desnuda ,sin trajes que es necesario decirla y conocerla, aunque muchos no les guste como la digo y como soy
Comencé amar más cada día a esos que me rodean y a mi verdadero PAPÁ ,ese que se esforzó por darme educación y carrera ,al que le pedí disculpas y del que hoy me siento muy orgullosa porque nunca medio diferencia entre mis hermanos y yo para él,
Mi papá siempre le dejo claro a mi mama que no quería hijos, pero ella si, ella no respetó sus deseos y eso también lo aprendí, respetar el deseo ajeno.
 imagen propi trabajada en canva traductor deepl imagen de pixabay inglish >Hello friends, I may always be repetitive on the subject of not keeping up with initiatives, but hey, we all live through the nightmare of power outages, but here I am, always excited about the topics you bring up, as is the case with our beloved iriswrite. [familia](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/) >In this case, it's about details that redefine our lives. In my case, on multiple occasions, it's only when the topics come up here that I realize that what happened changed me and left a mark on me, as is the case with this post. >My mother was a woman who studied after having three children in order to get a better job and, therefore, give us a better quality of life, but she always told me... You can see that you are your father's daughter. I didn't understand because I saw my dad as a serious, calm man, and I was hyperactive and cheerful, but he was my dad, jjj, [padre](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/parents-and-sons-curiosity-1699502/) >until one day I began to see why my siblings had a different last name than mine, and she said they were from another father, jjjj, and it turns out that I was the one from another father. >But my mom's explanation was clear and precise, easy for me to understand, but even so, I struggled for a long time to get to know my dad. But in that struggle, all I could say when I talked about my dad was, “My dad is very good,” meaning the one who raised me, not the other one. > Everyone scolded me because they understood that I was hurting my foster dad who took me in when I was two months old, but they didn't understand that in my innocence I was giving the explanation so that they would know that I had two dads. [familia](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/) >I grew up and kept searching until I found my dad, and that's when my life was redefined. Many will believe that it was for the better, but no, meeting my real dad and his family was the worst thing that could have happened to me. > Along with his appearance came disappointment, sadness, and grief because my insistence brought to light how cruel my dad was and how my mom was hiding it from me. >However, I couldn't abandon him, regardless of his mistreatment and that of the family, because it turns out that my father is white and I am the only black person in the family. They are all blond with blue eyes, and you can see what I look like. >It redefined my life because since then I believe that we all need to know our past, and even though many people don't want us in their lives, it's vital to know the truth. From then on, I saw that the truth is naked, without costumes, and that it's necessary to tell it and know it, even though many people don't like how I tell it and how I am. [amor](https://https://pixabay.com/photos/family-sun-love-grandparents-7392843/) >I began to love those around me more every day, and my real father, the one who worked hard to give me an education and a career, the one I apologized to and whom I am very proud of today because he never made a difference between my siblings and me. >My dad always made it clear to my mom that he didn't want children, but she did. She didn't respect his wishes, and I learned that too: to respect the wishes of others.  >imagenes de pixabay >traductor deepl >imagen propias trabajaaadas en canva