El Cumpleaños de Sofi

🌷 CUENTOS QUE CURAN: “El Cumpleaños de Sofi / Sofi’s Birthday That No One Came To” 🎬 STORY (Bilingual Narrative) Page 1 — Excitement Sofi woke up before the sun. 🌞 Today was her birthday! She ran to the kitchen, where Mamá was blowing up balloons in every color. “¡Hoy cumples ocho años, mi amor!” Sofi twirled, imagining the laughter, the music, the friends arriving with gifts. She set the plates, tied ribbons to chairs, and even drew her name in chalk outside: “Bienvenidos a la fiesta de Sofi!” / “Welcome to Sofi’s Party!” Page 2 — The Waiting By two o’clock, the table looked perfect. By three, the cake waited patiently on the counter. By four, Sofi’s smile began to tremble. She checked her phone again. No messages. The music stopped. The balloons wobbled in the warm air. Mamá knelt beside her. “Tal vez se retrasaron, mi vida.” But Sofi’s eyes were full of quiet rain. “¿Nadie quiere venir a mi fiesta?” Page 3 — The Tears The house felt too big now. Sofi went to her room and hugged her stuffed bunny, Coco. “Maybe I’m not fun,” she whispered. “Maybe I don’t matter.” Coco didn’t answer, but a soft voice came from the door. It was Abuela, holding a tiny candle. Page 4 — The Lesson “Ven, mi sol,” Abuela said, sitting beside her. “When I was your age, I invited the whole neighborhood to my birthday. And no one came.” Sofi looked up, surprised. Abuela smiled. “I cried, too. Then I learned something. The sun still shines, even when nobody looks up.” She placed the candle in Sofi’s hands. “This light,” Abuela said, “is your joy. You don’t need anyone else to turn it on.” Page 5 — The Healing Together they lit the candle. Sofi closed her eyes, imagining that the flame was her heart—warm, steady, and enough. Mamá joined them with cake. They sang, they danced a little, and Abuela told silly stories about when she was young. That night, Sofi whispered to the candle, “Gracias por quedarte conmigo.” And when she blew it out, she didn’t feel alone. She felt whole.