O meu primeiro dia da mãe

Ontem, em Portugal, celebrou-se o 'dia da mãe'. 

Como todo o bom emigrante, estamos a par destas datas importantes e assinalamo-las com a devida consideração, beneficiando assim duma dupla celebração - ou como no nosso caso, duma tripla celebração. Assim o dia da mãe assinala-se também a 10 (França) e a 30 (Singapura) de Maio. Mas este, é outro assunto.

O dia da mãe para mim este ano teve uma nova dimensão, sendo que já não sou "só" filha e passei a ser mãe também, com tudo o que isso acarreta de amor incondicional e de maravilhamento constante. Mas este dia traz também luz a 36 anos de vida e vida a um sonho tido e desistido. Este dia representa tudo o que sou e que pensava a sempre perdido. 

Eu, hoje, não celebrei só o dia da mãe. Eu, hoje, celebrei o dia da vida; o dia em que os sonhos se realizam e vencem as promessas de dias bons, em que os percalços da vida são vencidos e as provas superadas são esquecidas. 

Hoje, celebro-te a ti, peanut, a razão do meu ser.

Obrigada zowjee por teres visto em mim os sonhos e afugentado as sombras. 

Expectation is a b**** but!!!

It’s amazing the amount of materials we can find on the internet regarding expectations being a whole bunch of negative adjectives, and I just don’t agree with what I’ve been seeing lately.

This is not a new feeling for me, I already gave this its fair share of thought but yesterday again, a friend of mine was posting comments about him being disappointed at someone and about this being his fault as he shouldn’t expect anything from anyone in the first place, and this made me angry, and made me think more about it, hence… here I am.

Come on people! What’s all this negativity all about!?

Obviously, if you don’t expect anything, you won’t get hurt, but helloooo isn’t this the same old issue: if you don’t risk it, you won’t get it! That’s the safe option of living but is it really living if you think of safety before thinking of living the most out of something? If you don’t take a few risks, if you don’t face your fears and yourself, you will most definitely miss opportunities too!

I feel like I am Lapalissading here but isn’t it duh??

We play the lotto or poker and we most probably won’t be a millionaire any time soon, but we keep investing a couple of dollars a day. We date this new guy we’re not sure we’re going to like but we do it anyway because we want to fall in love and live the dream. We send our CV for this great position we would love to get hired for even if we are aware that there will be plenty of other candidates. We buy these new shoes we are not sure we’ll be capable to walk in, but buy them anyway because they are so cute. Isn’t it how life is lived?

Only thing is true in all these negative posts or quotes we can find wide spread in the web, disappointment may occur, that’s the way it is, we can’t have everything going our way, all the time, it would mean that someone is not getting his way all the time too.

What I think is that we shouldn’t – no – we mustn’t rely on others when our own happiness is at stake! We are sole responsible for our choices and what they lead to.

In the end, I think I believe in Karma, do good and good will come back at you, give happiness to someone and he’ll give happiness back at you.

I saw this video a few years ago and I just love it, I hope you will too.

a picture like scene

Add-on to my wish-list

I was just walking on the surroundings of my new home, in this beautiful park. It was so pleasant to pass by people on their bikes, others running and some, like me, just walking and enjoying the agreeable end of afternoon. I was walking and enjoying myself, thinking of my home town and how that park remembered me of it and how it was going to be wonderful to live just here when I just saw the most amazing picture like scene: a man in his thirties was running slowly, as much as needed for his young daughter, maybe 6 years old, to accompany him, while they were reciting the alphabet. This was such a nice image, father and daughter sharing what I call a very high quality time. I kept walking, smiling at them and them at me just thinking how dreamy their life was to me and then I realized that the picture wasn’t complete though as the little girl’s pregnant mommy was on their track, just a little behind them, gingerly walking.

I am now only thinking of it, but this scene keeps making me smile and feel the nicest warmth in me.

This is how life should be!

une belle visite

Hier, mon grand-père est passé me faire une petite visite. Ses visites me font super plaisir. Il est heureux. Il vient et il dit combien ça lui fait plaisir de nous voir et pourtant on n’est même pas sûrs qu’il sache vraiment qui nous sommes, mais c’est tellement bon.

Hier, il nous raconte comment il a profité du fait que sa femme (qui est en fait sa fille, ma tante) se soit endormie pour se sauver et venir nous voir. Il était en pantoufles, sans manteau, mais il était heureux. On a discuté pendant quelques minutes. Il cherche ses mots. Il ne comprend pas tout ce qu’on lui dit. Il nous raconte des histoires d’il y a vingt ans. Et puis il se souvient que Mamie n’est plus là, et il pleure. C’est triste de voir quelqu’un qu’on aime, son grand-père perdre la tête, mais en même temps, c’est tellement bon de le voir rire et heureux comme un enfant quand il nous fait le « papi la malice ». Il est génial ce grand-père. Et puis, hors de question de le prendre pour un vieux qui ne sait pas ce qu’il fait, pas la peine de l’aider à descendre les escaliers « alors, si j’ai réussi à monter, je saurai redescendre ».

                                                                             Ah Papi, merci de me faire chaud au cœur comme ça ; merci de me faire sourire. 

steps, rules,... who cares???

and when we let our principles dictate our lives, we’ve reached

that moment when we need to just ask ourselves, where do I

want to go?

 

                                                                   I’ve made up my mind! I’ll have step 3 before I reach step 2

                                                                   and I will be happy!

faith

and as I read the news today, between 'Vietnam war bomb kills 4 children' and '9 dead in Japan Tunnel collapse', and as I was already thinking how this week was already starting sadly, I see this...

NYPD officer's kindness sparks online sensation

it's like the sun splitting the dark clouds in the sky. it's how it made me feel anyway.

listening to my friends complaining about mortgages they can't pay, about the jobs they just lost, about people that just don't smile anymore, about families going apart because sadness is in everyone's hearts ; all this is just darkening my mind and my heart.

so seeing someone acknowledging someone's distress and opening his heart just because, this is just what I needed today.

Thank you stranger, today you have restored my faith in Humanity.

http://gulfnews.com/news/world/usa/nypd-officer-s-kindness-sparks-online-sensation-1.1113689?utm_content=1.1113689&utm_medium=RSS&utm_source=Feeds&utm_campaign=%3C%21%5BCDATA%5BNYPD_officer%C3%A2%C2%80%C2%99s_kindness_sparks_online_sensation%5D%5D%3E&localLinksEnabled=false&utm_term=%3C%21%5BCDATA%5BNews_RSS_feed%5D%5D%3E

6 mai 2012, un jour pas comme les autres...

34 ans. 34 anniversaires. 34 bougies.

Je revois certaines photos prises ces jours, tous ces 6 mai que j'ai fêtés, toujours entourée, à chaque fois une nouvelle raison de sourire, que ce soit la bataille pour savoir qui sera le premier à me souhaiter mon anniversaire ou que ce soit les attentions, les rigolades, les embraçades, je crois pouvoir me rapeller de chacun 

de ces 6 mai... tout du moins, depuis que je suis en âge de m'en souvenir. Je pense que c'est ça, l'accomplissement de ma Vie, toutes ces journées, et pas seulement les 6 mai, mais tous les autres jours qui ont fait de ces quelques 12400 et quelques jours, des jours et qui m'ont marqués. Je me souviens des tablées organisées par ma mère quand j'étais petite. Je me souviens de mes 12 ans en Angleterre, en voyage scolaire. Je me souviens d'un gâteau d'anniversaire qui a fait sonné l'alarme incident de l'ascenseur de chez moi, je me souviens de gens qui ont traversé ma vie et l'ont marquée et des gens qui ont traversé ma vie, et me la remplisse encore aujourd'hui, je me souviens des cartes et lettres et textos e messages et coups de fils, tous de personnes qui ont participé à rendre ces jours spéciaux.

Et aujourd'hui, le 6 mai 2012, le jour où je me sents une Princesse. Ai-je jamais désiré être une princesse? Peut-être pas, mais qu'est-ce que ça fait du bien!!!

Alors aujourd'hui, je suis Kathy, Princesse, à 34 ans.

"I just don't want to be the only one at this place"

Very special lady, her story brought me to tears... Faith in Humanity is restored... today anyway...

O que poderei acrescentar? Nada. Porque está tudo dito!

I wish for the world to bring more people like Leymah Gbowee.



http://www.ted.com/talks/leymah_gbowee_unlock_the_intelligence_passion_greatness_of_girls.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TEDTalks_video+%28TEDTalks+Main+%28SD%29+-+Site%29

in my wish list ***

47 years of Marriage, he stills buys her flowers every Monday...