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This Is Not The End in Franklin, TN
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From the warm streets of Sincelejo to the sunsets over the port of San Benito Abad, Jesús Manuel Mier Tous offers us a deeply human story-woven with loss, silence, migration, illness... and faith.
This book is more than a personal memoir; it is a soul-born offering for those who have ever felt they couldn't go on, yet still find themselves standing.
Between canoes crossing the river, sun-drenched childhood games, and the towering Basilica of the Lord of Miracles,
the author recalls his roots in a Colombian Caribbean shaped forever by the warmth of its people, its traditions, and its flavors.
Jesús shares, with unflinching honesty, his struggle to become a doctor, his journey as a young father, his exile-both inner and physical-and the diagnosis that changed the course of his life.
But he also speaks of reunions, of scars that turn into doorways, and of a hope that never dims.
This is not a self-help manual. It's an open letter.
A brave confession.
A soft yet steadfast reminder that if you're reading this, it's not over. Not yet.
Insto, Perduro, Obsto, Numquam Cedo.
(I press on, I endure, I resist, I never surrender.)
This book is more than a personal memoir; it is a soul-born offering for those who have ever felt they couldn't go on, yet still find themselves standing.
Between canoes crossing the river, sun-drenched childhood games, and the towering Basilica of the Lord of Miracles,
the author recalls his roots in a Colombian Caribbean shaped forever by the warmth of its people, its traditions, and its flavors.
Jesús shares, with unflinching honesty, his struggle to become a doctor, his journey as a young father, his exile-both inner and physical-and the diagnosis that changed the course of his life.
But he also speaks of reunions, of scars that turn into doorways, and of a hope that never dims.
This is not a self-help manual. It's an open letter.
A brave confession.
A soft yet steadfast reminder that if you're reading this, it's not over. Not yet.
Insto, Perduro, Obsto, Numquam Cedo.
(I press on, I endure, I resist, I never surrender.)
From the warm streets of Sincelejo to the sunsets over the port of San Benito Abad, Jesús Manuel Mier Tous offers us a deeply human story-woven with loss, silence, migration, illness... and faith.
This book is more than a personal memoir; it is a soul-born offering for those who have ever felt they couldn't go on, yet still find themselves standing.
Between canoes crossing the river, sun-drenched childhood games, and the towering Basilica of the Lord of Miracles,
the author recalls his roots in a Colombian Caribbean shaped forever by the warmth of its people, its traditions, and its flavors.
Jesús shares, with unflinching honesty, his struggle to become a doctor, his journey as a young father, his exile-both inner and physical-and the diagnosis that changed the course of his life.
But he also speaks of reunions, of scars that turn into doorways, and of a hope that never dims.
This is not a self-help manual. It's an open letter.
A brave confession.
A soft yet steadfast reminder that if you're reading this, it's not over. Not yet.
Insto, Perduro, Obsto, Numquam Cedo.
(I press on, I endure, I resist, I never surrender.)
This book is more than a personal memoir; it is a soul-born offering for those who have ever felt they couldn't go on, yet still find themselves standing.
Between canoes crossing the river, sun-drenched childhood games, and the towering Basilica of the Lord of Miracles,
the author recalls his roots in a Colombian Caribbean shaped forever by the warmth of its people, its traditions, and its flavors.
Jesús shares, with unflinching honesty, his struggle to become a doctor, his journey as a young father, his exile-both inner and physical-and the diagnosis that changed the course of his life.
But he also speaks of reunions, of scars that turn into doorways, and of a hope that never dims.
This is not a self-help manual. It's an open letter.
A brave confession.
A soft yet steadfast reminder that if you're reading this, it's not over. Not yet.
Insto, Perduro, Obsto, Numquam Cedo.
(I press on, I endure, I resist, I never surrender.)
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