Imagine a young kitten, imagine it's such a little that fits in one hand, imagine it's very skinny and that is a child of the street, now imagine that you have in your lap and will not stop meowing because the poor guy can barely see (being a newborn) and is cold and hungry ... Now imagine that color is cream, her hair is incredibly nice and soft ...
Now forget your current life: your obligations and worries, your needs and your desires, your schedules and routines ... You are in a virtually empty room, only has a small wooden table, a chair where you are seated and a cardboard box from the supermarket where the kitten and two brothers and their mother cat. You have two windows, and everything is painted white except for the wooden furniture that is natural, untreated pine.
Imagine, now you see that when you leave the kitten on the floor that will not stop meowing and screaming desperately searches for his mother. The mother is lying in the box nursing her two brothers, but notes that it is tight and looks at you askance because you think you were doing something bad to her son ...
A base de darse golpes con los lados cerrados de la caja, el gatito de color crema llega a la abertura de la dichosa caja, que ya te llevaba molestando un rato, pero al ser un mero espectador, no puedes intervenir en su desarrollo...
El gatito famélico y torpón alcanza a entrar en la madriguera y busca, desesperado una tetilla libre donde poder alimentarse... La mama gata cambia el rictus al tener a todas sus crías con ella y comienza a lamer la cabecita del recién llegado mientras éste no para de tragar y tragar...
Desde donde estás sentado/a, oyes los ronroneos cada vez más audibles de la familia gata que está feliz por estar, por fin, todos juntos otra vez y por que están a gustito as a pineapple as a family and warm after the needs that have suffered ...
For a moment, forget the laws of nature in this beautiful moment longer exist and have no validity in this story ...
Once the kittens have been satisfied, while Mom rests both kid, the kids come out to play to the room and start jumping on top of each other, having races, chases and fights in a friendly tone. Imagine that our protagonist in one of those races, skids and collides with your right foot and you're barefoot / a.
Turns to you as if to look into your eyes, then raises one leg and the instep and front you move your right leg as if to warn you, hello or call. Imagine that when you ignore and lower your left hand to greet and pet the kitten seeks creamy touch of your hand to make you cuddle ...
Imagine that once you have cherished the little one gives you many licks (the ones you want or need today) and be as calm, as if such a thing to keep playing ...
IMAGINE what tenderness can do for your life, but especially TENDERNESS Imagine what's in IT can do for others, for yours ...
- Art
Waldo 
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