Passing through

It feels like home...and I could say, like Christmas too, even if  it isn't anymore the Home(house) I knew it like home and I still know it. Only that  my soul is sick. Not much..but it is..Maybe someone will figure out a way to stop the bleeding..if not, it will bleed on and on..till it will stop and heal alone.

Some moments are ok..I'm feeling happy with everything is going on around me..but again comes that "pressure" I was talking about in another post and I'm in mood for nothing. I just wait for the Christmas to come and celebrate this holiday and then Go. Sometimes, like now, I just want to go in that trip and never come back here, in this circumstances..and to remain there, in another country,with other people dear to me and in other surrounding..but I have to think positive and wait for the next year to come, pass some months and if everything will be fine, to Go again, this time for good, not in a trip.

Superb! Matt Cardle - Just The Way You Are - The X Factor Live show 2

Pray

I wish I could write like other times but today I can't. It's just too much pressure on me...knowing that they are there..and look! the ironic fate: I hear an ambulance..

and i recall her like she was when she was young and I was a child and I would like to Stop the Time..and I hope that she's still as i knew her  the last time i have spoken with her, just a few hours ago...something is pulling me there...something is keeping me here...I just pray and hope that everything will be allright, like other times...

Now, I resign.

When you really want to make everything better for a good change and you hope that people will understand you, not only expect you to understand them, there you put a Stop. 

You stay and think what have you done wrong and what have you done well....what should you do next?...and of course, what is the cause that made them act like this? And what have they done?

Everything would be easier to resolve if the problem would not include "your own blood". And everything would be different if you would seen at least One change in the person's behaviour , a change you've been expecting it, for at least five years. But when you see that you stay and hope, like a good samaritan, that maybe if now is like this, it would be like this further on, because the person has change; and than, the reality shows you, again : you stayed and hoped, and waited for...nothing...than you quit. Maybe not for a long time, but you quit and that's what matters now...

Therefore, I quit, I yield. I resign. And I resign myself.

 

Revenire din absenta aparenta

Bine v-am regasit pe voi, cititorii mei! Si scuze pentru absenta, insa treburile personale (studii, gospodareala, administrative, familiare - bunicii :(  ) m-au tinut departe de o noua postare, insa here I am!

Ca intotdeauna, trebuie sa o iau iar de la capat dupa o perioada agitata cu de toate si putine zile de relaxare pentru mine si baby sitting cu fratemiu, caci am fost singurei,  revin sa ma ocup de treburile mele, mai mult.

De maine lucrurile or sa intre in normal, imi pierd atributiunile de sora mai mare, de fapt le las voit in grija alor mei si cred ca o sa ma apuc de scris mai mult ca inainte, nu doar pe blog ;)

O sa-mi continui planurile incepute , sunt destule, dar eu de mult sunt polivalenta asa incat sper sa le duc la bun sfarsit si pe cele pe termen scurt, dar si pe termen lung.

I'll be back with news and "storing" afterwords.

Inspir, Expir

Uneori, asa cum mi se intampla acum, simt nevoia sa ma teleportez in desert cum e cel din fotografia ce-mi da liniste amintindu-mi de excursia de anul trecut din Tunisia ( pentru informatii calatoria a fost 95% exact ca cea descrisa aici, exceptand perioada , excursia in desert a durat 3zile din cele 7 petrecute in Tunisia si alte locuri vizitate in particular din orasul in care am stat: http://www.ifeel.ro/c_tunisia-excursie-in-desertul-sahara.html );
 intr-un loc izolat
, in care sa urlu si sa ma descarc de energia negativa din mine, produsa de neajunsurile vremurilor in care traim, de orice fel, de la cele materiale pana la cele ce tin de psihicul si sufletul -dificile uneori- ale oamenilor, chiar si a celor cu care zi de zi ne impacam bine.

Trecut si prezent -mesajul meu-al saptamanii 24aug. trimis-campania Superlove

Acum doi ani de zile eram o fata dezamagita de dragoste, deoarece nu-mi gasisem perechea. Dupa doi ani de zile imi pregatesc nunta pentru la anul. As putea spune ca mi-am gasit perechea sufleteasca, dar ar fi putin si nesemnificativ.
De-abia cand vorbesti cu un om drag timp de 6 ore prima oara cand il vezi si ti-e greu sa te desparti de el, si ai vrea sa-l iei cu tine peste tot, incepi sa-ti recapeti increderea in dragoste. Apoi observi ca incep sa zboare fluturi prin stomacul tau, ca fiecare zi ce trece fara el aproape te face sa ai discutii interminabile la telefon si sa faci tot posibilul sa-i fii aproape. In sfarsit, il ai aproape. Traiesti zi de zi alaturi de el si ai astepta sa te saturi, insa fiecare zi iti aduce ceva nou si descoperi dragostea in toata splendoarea ei.
Si asa incepi sa crezi cu toata inima din nou in dragoste. Si ii multumesti lui Dumnezeu ca ti l-a scos in cale si ca vrea sa fie al tau pentru toata viata. Nu e nimic mai frumos decat sa faci planuri de viata impreuna, sa te muti dintr-un oras in altul pentru dragostea vietii tale, dovedindu-i iubire.
Dragostea e totul in viata pentru mine. In fiecare gest pe care il fac pun dragostea sufleteasca ce-mi ghideaza pasii in viata, deoarece am invatat sa am incredere in oameni din nou si sa ofer cat mai multe, deoarece Dumnezeu iti ofera inzecit cand te astepti mai putin. Important e sa nu iti pierzi speranta oricat de grele ar fi incercarile vietii. Dragostea e diversa. Vine cu fluturi in stomac, indragosteala, continua sa se sedimenteze calma, ii mai scade din intensitatea primelor momente, insa ramane cimentata in suflet daca o intretii si ai grija sa nu se crape.
Dragostea e el si ea. Dragostea este omul.