The Last 45 Days... Los Ultimos 45 días ...

Vamos a dejar la casa que ha sido nuestra por los últimos 35 años. Estamos nerviosos. Nadie sabe como hacerlo, faltan algunos días para Navidad, será la ultima que pasemos en esta casa donde crecimos y donde sucedieron muchas cosas que formaron parte de quienes somos hoy.
Aun no nos llegan los documentos de pago, sentimos que es como un sueño, que el tiempo no pasa, pero toda una vida paso por aquí. Estamos esperanzados, porque como he aprendido, vivi toda mi vida útil, en esta casa...hoy me siento que estoy recién empezando, aunque entre casi adolescente y me voy una adulta ya madura, puedo decir que todo lo importante paso durante el periodo que vivi en esta casa, aunque hace muchos a;os que no vivía aquí, me ha tocado volver por un periodo y ha sido justo en el cual mis padres han determinado que necesitan emigrar de la ciudad.Pronto todo se mueve dentro de nosotras, las hijas, que vemos como nuestra historia se desgrana...
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We are leaving the house that has been our home for the last 35 years. We are nervous. None of us knows how to do this, in a few days we are specting Christmas, its going to be the last one in our house, and where we grew and almost everything that makes who we are today, happened.
We are still waiting for the house payment, in part, we feel this is a dream, that the time stand still, because all our existence has been here. We are hopeful, because I had learn, I lived my useful period  life in this house...today, I feel we are beginning again, I am, because I arrived to live here being a child, and I m going to move now being an adult, I can say that everything that was important happened in this time, even when I left and I lived a lot of years out of this place, I was in a period of time, without a place of my own, and,  then I came here for  some months, and turns into a pair of years, where a lot of rememberings where starting to show again....but time passed, and my parents went old, and they decided to move to the north shore of this country.
Soon, something its moving inside of us, the daughters, as we see that our story is melting away...