Healing

Ele diz que hoje é dia de abraços. Para mim é dia de abraços, amassos, e beijos de perder o fôlego. E de recuperá-lo de volta. Ganhar caixa e encher bem o peito de novo, mas do amor que nos sustenta. Para compensar e esquecer, por dois dias, os 300 klm e o Douro que nos separa.

p.s.

A House doesn't make a Home. You do.

good morning!

believing

Quase, quase.

Amanhã, Funchal, Genéve, Porto. E um abraço à nossa espera.

Borboletas na Barriga, outra vez.

Depois há admiradores "secretos" que nos fazem chegar, inesperadamente, do continente um bouquet de flores ao Funchal. O toque de cor que faltava a um dia cheio de sol... Surpreendida, assustada, e agora, sorridente. Quase perfeito.

Bom dia

Recordo-me hoje de como é bom acordar no Funchal. De abrir a janela ao sol e perder a vista nesta imensidão do Atlântico. E de recordar também que melhor do que manhãs cheias de sol, são as manhãs cheias de ti.

That's why.

It's a rainy day, so what?

Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. Is about learning to dance in the rain.

:)

always.

Like you do...

and ever...

Grey's Monologues

"You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true."

Let's dream a little, shall we? :)