I was watching a great video about my hometown of Mayagüez. I got a little emotional and felt very proud of where I come from. Many memories came alive; the places I visited as a kid and early adulthood and the scenes that were too familiar. I’ve been there a few times in the past few years and I like to take a run around town and see the places that witnessed some of my story, including the university where I learned about art. People came to mind as well. In particular I remembered one of my neighbors. I was still a kid. My neighbor called me ‘doctor’ every time he saw me. That was his salutation to me. I believe that somehow this influenced my academic success to the point that in my doctoral dissertation, in the acknowledgements, I mentioned my neighbor.

One can’t fathom how words can mark a life for better or worse. Words can build and destroy. This is specially for children, but still in adulthood words can bring back suppressed fears, scars, and insecurities. Interestingly, what is said and how it is said also reveals who people are and their own insecurities. In other words, what is said affects not only the listener but the one speaking. Some cultures from ancient times and today have in great regard the meaning of the names they give to children. It is also no secret that nicknames can mark the life a person for life.

The history of each one of us, while apparently isolated  and independent from each other, is one interconnected and interrelated one even if we never cross paths in life. One doesn’t have to know a person to influence and transform their existence. One can gain respect or lose respect for someone just for things said. Do not underestimate the power of words. Do not forget those who with their words inspired you and motivated you to become who you are today. Look back at the foundation of who you are and the things said to you. Learn to heal and forgive. Learn to be thankful to those who lift you up.