Happy 4th of september

 

~A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of  nature~ 

                                                                                                                          

Friend. Comrade. Mate. Buddy. Pal. Chum. Simple words, big meaning. True Friends, bffs. What exactly does this mean? What make a person your friend? Maybe a friend is that person that will always know the right thing to say to you when you're down, and they are there to bring you down to earth when you are to enthusiastic. They will always make you lol even though just a minute ago you were crying your soul out. Their smile is giving you strength all the time and you never have enough hugs from them. When they phone you just when you thought about them. They understand your silly talking and even respond to it. They never get mad when you call them while they are watching their favorite series. You get along in the eyes and have your own private world. You exchange habits from one another and don't even notice. The cruel truth that the whole time in the universe is not enough for you to discuss everything. They are the only persons in the world that saw your true self, with good and bad. They are the only people that can make your crazy side come out, because only they are pretty crazy to handle you then.With them you can have silent conversations and share happy moments and sad moments. When you fight with them over silly things like it's national security issues, but end up finding something else being better than both things. They are the only people you are unable to stay mad more than 5 seconds, and all the make ups must be celebrate. True Friends are not people  with common interests, they are one person, with only one mind, one heart and one spirit that live in  different bodies. When you have this kind of people in your life, you are the richest person in the universe.

 

This is dedicate to my little pepper and lady d. You are the cream in my coffee, the soundtrack of my life, the stars on my walk of fame, the chocolate on my cake and today we celebrate one year of  unimagined, absurd, crazy, wonderful, magnificent and beautiful Friendship. I hope we reach our 50th anniversary.

Also this is for all of you that have that or those special one/s and don't know how to thank them. Just smile, trust me, they'll understand. XOXO,m. 

Ways...

"Sorry, I'm late.I got lost on the path of life. " 

How easy it  is to get lost in life, to forget who you are. All the things that are around us are made to destruct us from our purpose. But just think for a second at what matters in life. And  if you do so you'll see that the journey is really more important than the objective. So just for a second, let's just get lost in our lives and truly look. And see the fresh rained streets in a crowded city, the blossomed trees in spring, the old couple walking in the park, the baby that's making his first steps, the boy that just stole a kiss from his girlfriend, the father that's watching his little girl grow up and leave him to make her own life, the mother that's kindly and silently  watching over her family so that everybody will be happy. Observe the people under the Christmas lights, the vibrant pulse of the city at 1 p.m. and the peaceful sound of a village. See the farmer sweat under the burning sun while he's planting the seeds for a new harvest, see the happy faces of children playing in the salt water at the beach. Those are just a few things that you loose while you're running to the finish line. It's true that you must focus on the things you want in life, but achieving them without enjoying the trip would be in vain. So, just  for a little, sit down on a bench and watch. If you do so it won't matter if you're late 'cuz from time to time it's recommended to get lost in life's ways. XOXO,m.         

How did it get so late so soon?

How did it get so late so soon? It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flew. How did it get so late so soon?

                                                                                                                    -Dr. Seuss

Critical times. Finish lines. Moments that you wish they never come. Even though every ending is a new start, I hate when time comes and I have to say goodbye to something or someone. The feelings that invade me at that moment are so different and still they are perfect together. I feel happy 'cuz I got to live such a unique and wonderful experience in which I might have meet extraordinary people and see beautiful places. But as the closing moment approach I start to feel melancholic.And that's how it all starts. Regrets that I didn't do all the things that crossed my mind, I didn't take full advantage of the situation starts to make way into my mind and heart and than I wish from the bottom of my heart to go back in time.But I can't. And I don't need to. 'Cuz even though we feel we didn't do enough we actually did. That was what we had to do at that time, in that situation. We didn't loose time, we actually took advantage of it as much as we could. Even though i know that and i keep telling me that, it still doesn't stop the melancholy. But it's alright. That feeling just tells me that I'm a person that hungers for more and this is not a bad thing.It will always be hard to say goodbye but I will go over it.So don't hate TIME .Even though most of the time he looks like he is the bad guy, always hurrying to pass, he still brings new things in our life.And new things in our lives are miracles waiting to happened. ~So look back and smile, look ahead and hope, look at you and always enjoy.~ XOXO,m.  

Happy birthday

Happy birthday to yoou, happy birthday to yoou, happy birthday dear smile... it confuses people( I really need to find a nickname for it) .......Yeeeeey at this late hour,after other hours that seems to me to last forever I a wannabe writer give "birth" to my first blog.So wishes at this crucial moment..... I truly hope to have a decent number of viewers and to please them all with what I write.Next posting will have more deep meaning,I promise, but please ,forgive me, it's late and I had to write my favorite things.....and for me that's torture.So for the moment, let's enjoy this beautiful,yet scary moment of my bloggy's birth. And a motivating song for the start. XOXO,m.