The title of this installment comes from the film directed by Chris Weitz (2011), in English: A Better Life , which tells the story of a Mexican gardener who works in the United States without legal documents. His life is spent with great effort and risks when pruning the tall palm trees in California, without adequate safety equipment. “Carlos”, the gardener, has a reason to live and that is to achieve a good future for his son.
For many years, diseases such as scarlet fever, meningitis or measles caused collateral damage such as blindness or hearing loss to those who survived these and other viral or bacteriological infections. Unfortunately they are not always the only consequence, physical and mental damage are sometimes more than two in the same person.
Since June 23, 2011, the General Assembly of the United Nations has declared a day to make visible and draw the attention of the world population to the vulnerability suffered by women who have lost their husbands, the so-called widows.
Years ago people said a phrase “no one teaches you to be a mother or father” and did what they could. Over time, pedagogical theories began to spread, different models of education, consultancies of all kinds, and medical science advanced so much that childhood became stronger. In our days those who decide to undertake motherhood or fatherhood have various tools to avoid improvising and provide their offspring with an accurate and promising future.
Cancer is the common name given to a group of diseases in which an uncontrolled process is observed in the division of cells in the body. When changes occur in the normal cells of the body, they generate an abnormal growth that gives rise to a lump called a tumor. There are over a hundred documented types of cancer and tumors appear in all except leukemia (cancer of the blood). The word comes from the Greek oncos which means precisely tumor.
In the times we live where the fear of death becomes real, we are faced with the uncertainty of finding ourselves ill and losing loved ones suddenly. We face the sadness of receiving an urn of ashes and of not having practiced a funeral, a ceremony, a farewell; there remains the impotence of not having done anything and of not understanding what we have been through.