No fue una compra impulsiva, sino una necesidad. Cada noche de insomnio me recordaba que la salud también se desgasta cuando el descanso se interrumpe. El ventilador solar apareció como una alternativa posible, un pequeño aliado contra el calor sofocante y la incertidumbre de no saber cuándo regresará la electricidad. Apostar por él fue apostar por mi bienestar.
La primera vez que lo encendí, sentí que el aire fresco no era solo físico: era un alivio emocional. El zumbido suave del ventilador parecía decirme que, aunque la oscuridad se imponga, siempre hay maneras de resistir. Dormir con esa brisa ligera me devolvió la sensación de control, de que aún puedo decidir cómo enfrentar la adversidad.
Destinar mis ahorros a este equipo fue un acto de confianza en mí misma. No fue fácil desprenderme de ese dinero, porque en Cuba cada peso cuenta y cada decisión económica se mide con lupa. Pero entendí que invertir en descanso es invertir en vida. El ventilador solar no es un lujo, es una herramienta para cuidar mi salud, mi ánimo y mi capacidad de seguir adelante.
Más allá de lo práctico, esta compra tiene un valor simbólico. Representa la búsqueda de soluciones en medio de la crisis, la voluntad de no rendirme ante la incomodidad, la esperanza de que siempre hay un camino para mejorar las condiciones de vida. Es, en cierto modo, una pequeña victoria personal contra la rutina de los apagones.
Hoy, cuando la luz se va y el calor intenta imponerse, sé que tengo un aliado. El ventilador solar me recuerda que la resiliencia no siempre se mide en grandes gestos, sino en decisiones cotidianas que nos permiten respirar mejor, dormir mejor, vivir mejor. Y aunque los apagones sigan siendo parte de nuestra realidad, yo encontré una manera de encender mi propia luz: la del descanso y la tranquilidad.
Importante: Las imágenes fueron hechas con mi teléfono Samsung Galaxy y utilicé traductor de Google.
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In Cuba, darkness has become routine. The daily blackouts not only extinguish the lights in our homes, but also the peace of our nights. Sleep becomes a challenge: the heat builds up, the air stagnates, and the body resists finding rest. Amidst this reality, I made a decision that, although it meant sacrificing some of my savings, brought me back a little peace: buying a solar-powered fan.
It wasn't an impulsive purchase, but a necessity. Each sleepless night reminded me that health also suffers when rest is interrupted. The solar fan appeared as a possible alternative, a small ally against the stifling heat and the uncertainty of not knowing when the electricity would return. Choosing it was choosing my well-being.
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The first time I turned it on, I felt that the cool air wasn't just physical: it was an emotional relief. The gentle hum of the fan seemed to tell me that, even when darkness prevails, there are always ways to resist. Sleeping with that light breeze gave me back a sense of control, that I can still decide how to face adversity.
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The first time I turned it on, I felt that the cool air wasn't just physical: it was an emotional relief. The gentle hum of the fan seemed to tell me that, even when darkness takes hold, there are always ways to resist. Sleeping with that light breeze gave me back a sense of control, that I can still decide how to face adversity.
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Purchasing my savings for this equipment was an act of self-confidence. It wasn't easy parting with that money, because in Cuba every peso counts and every financial decision is scrutinized. But I understood that investing in rest is investing in life. The solar fan isn't a luxury; it's a tool to take care of my health, my spirits, and my ability to keep going.
Beyond its practicality, this purchase has symbolic value. It represents the search for solutions in the midst of crisis, the will not to surrender to discomfort, the hope that there is always a way to improve living conditions. It is, in a way, a small personal victory against the routine of blackouts.
Today, as the light fades and the heat tries to take over, I know I have an ally. The solar fan reminds me that resilience isn't always measured in grand gestures, but in everyday decisions that allow us to breathe better, sleep better, and live better. And although power outages continue to be a part of our reality, I found a way to ignite my own light: the light of rest and tranquility.
Important: The images were taken with my Samsung Galaxy phone and I used Google Translate.
