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One small step for man


On July 20, 1969 My father came to the house and turned on the TV... Man landed in the Moon! He said. And we seat and watched a historical moment. The first words... "One small step for man, a great leap for humanity"...


Why am I writing this today? Because I'm feeling that way... every small step I make is like a big leap for MY humanity...

Today is a great day to thank God for all our body, all the functions in it, and how complex and perfect is it working. Is designed to last for a hundred years or more... but... once we are in charge of our bodies, we don't take good care of it and as a result, our body starts deteriorating earlier. The gout I'm having is a consequence of previous years of bad stewardship of my body, as well as my cholesterol, the excessive weight and for sure I'm not going to last a hundred years... and I'll do a little every day to improve my health based on my choices; What I eat, What I exercise, What I rest... choices, choices, choices...
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  1. Heather PalaciosJanuary 30, 2008 at 9:28 PM

    I choose to publicly thank your beautiful wife, Dora, for the beautiful jewelry she gave me for Christmas. Dora - I'm very overwhelmed by your thoughtfulness. God Bless you!!

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