Desperate realities call for hope. It is
not just a game of words, because you don't play with hunger and the future (my
own and my family's). It is about going deeper into another version of
circumstances. And seeing the rainbow where others see a gloomy sun and a
stubborn and relentless rain.
I am writing this declaration of optimism now that the Spanish government has withdrawn the financial aid that it had provided us, when in the summer of 2010, directly from the Cuban jails, we arrived as former prisoners of conscience along with others there just by coincidence, or not.