... Sometimes the river grow so that anything and everything flooded crawl. After passing leaves a trail devastated and desolate. However, the waters always come back to normal and where there was devastation grows new life. Sometimes it takes a little bit. But in the prevailing circumstances where I think things: patience, perseverance, discipline, courage, love, faith ... That, above all, faith.
Today, after so long and so many things, so many sleepless nights and so much bitterness, so many difficult times, I have a roof and four walls where I can at least mourn at ease if that's what I touches. It is not definitive, but it is the beginning of something and something better. However, the price has been high, but worth it.
another cycle has begun. River waters have declined. The picture does not look as before. Many things have changed. Many were destroyed. Many even left a trace. It's time to start over. Forward. To replant.
I always thought that never goes away who was not fired. One way or another the heart always expected back at least to say goodbye. I hate goodbyes because my heart is always more than myself. So I just, I'm not. I have not gone. It's just not yet back from the last time I was here.
Besos barking
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