Camina Hacia El Futuro Novels & Stories

Why? That future is his why.

"I know you misunderstood me. But what happened because of that misunderstanding—it was real." "What's done is done. You can't undo it. The scars in each person's memory don't fade." "That day in Switzerland was so cold that it finally let me let go of the past." "Zane was the one who helped me move on." "Let's just move forward. Nico, Arlo, Rhett." "We had a beautiful childhood. But from now on, I'm going the way I chose. The way I'm looking forward to." "And I hope—the Nico, Arlo, and Rhett from those childhood days—can wish me well."

The door opens. The third and final opening. The full connection. The complete account. The restoration that the Remembering had made possible and that this morning had made real. Done. Forward. The word in my chest. But different now. Not forward into struggle. Not forward into the next difficulty. Not forward as the stubborn motion of someone who had learned that the only way through was through. Forward as the natural orientation of a world that was now fully what it was supposed to be. Moving into the future it had always been capable of.

I was walking toward it. Toward a future I was finally ready to claim.

“Don’t be afraid to dream big. The world needs passionate individuals like you who are willing to take risks and make a difference.” Inspired by Richard’s words, Alex began to formulate a long-term vision for Future Forward. He envisioned a hub for students—a place where they could learn, grow, and support one another. His journey had just begun, and he was ready to embrace the challenges ahead with determination and a commitment to service.

I decide to focus on that, focus on the now, and not on the hazy future that keeps rearing its ugly head through the mists. It can wait for another day.

And for the betterment of our future. Our future. Together.

“I didn’t eat pizza for almost four years, trying to change the future.” “My grandmother always said that it was impossible to predict the future,” Aislen half turned, reaching out her hand towards him, and as Cameron stepped into the embrace, wrapping his arms around both Heath and Aislen, Heath fought back the bite of tears behind his eyes as hope surged within him. They were changing things, he thought, it was working. They were talking through difficult times from the past without the heat of anger. “She said that it was only possible to see potentials,” Aislen continued. “The future shifts and changes with each choice that we make.”