The massive migration that Cuba suffers separates families, A strand breaks of the heart that we could not imagine that we had and the longing of wanting to embrace all those who are on the other side of the ocean becomes stronger as time goes by.
Everyone continues their growth processes, we transform ourselves into our life stories but the blood will be there joining the bond that one day seemed to be untied by the distance... post dedicated to all the migrants and their family that was left on the other side!!!
In the photos: my family from Spain, meeting little by little and climbing mountains. To my nieces 
