We go through different situations, we don’t imagine these situations could happen to us one day, we don’t know how to read.

Before, everything was simple, I had the colleagues that everyone had, a life without problems, we play with it and life turn back on us and we continue to play with it and until the end. But one day we understood that we made a big mistake and we cant do anything to change it.

Being happy is recognizing that living really is good, although there are a lot of challenges, incomprehension’s and crises.
Being happy is to become the author of its own story and not a victim.
Is to be able to cross our own deserts and find an oasis in a corner of our soul.
Being happy is not being afraid of our feelings.
It’s to know how to talk about ourselves.
It’s to be brave when you hear a NO. And have the confidence to receive a critic, even thou its unfair.
Rocks in my path?
I keep them all and one day I will build a castle ;D

We get to know that come and stay there are others, that come and go.

There are still others , that come and after a while go.

But there are the ones that come, stay, and will remain in my heart forever.

This kind of person is you, the one, that I can talk, without constantly watching for the clock.

You know how to cozy my heart, without, asking for more, and when I need I know I can always count on you.