How can it be that a person feels a lot of pain for a country? What is it exactly what makes you cry when you see something like this about your country:
Because every time I see this I cry, and I feel a short of breath and I feel like the world crumbles around me, I feel how my soul breaks in a thousand pieces and the most terrible sadness sits on my shoulders.
What is it exactly that makes a person feel his country so much? Is it the people, the landscape, the memories you have of your life there? If I think about my life , if I remember my life there I don’t cry, so it’s not only the memories. When I think about the beaches, the cuban mountains, the beautiful of Cuba’s nature, I don’t cry, tough I miss it and I would like to see it again.When I think about the cuban people, well, I don’t miss them so much, Cuba has become a country of very rude people, that’s what misery and poverty makes off people.
So what is it that makes you feel that much your country?
It might be that after spending your life in some place it just become part of you? Just like a son, like a mother, like your very love of your life?
Then when you lose your country you lose your loved one?
What is it?