A fairy-tale come true

         I live in a fairy-tale. 

                    

           Almost two months ago, my husband and I moved to our own place. It's been a dream come true and I think it is the best thing that could've happen to us this year so far. After the move, I finally have time to spend writing again (which I missed so much) so I wanted to start out by sharing with you a glimpse of our new nest.

the bedroom

dining room & living room

the kitchen

details...

          And when I thought things could not get better, my friend Erika from Shine On asked me to write a guest post for her. Go there say Hi to her (she's very friendly and cute) and see details for a very simple but awesomely delicious greek recipe. 

         

Because life happens

                                            

      How many times in your life have you asked God or yourself "Why?Why ME?"..And you keep asking the same question like a broken radio, and don't get any clues.I got tired of asking, so I just sit here quietly and I'm waiting...for worse and worse.I still have tons of questions, who would bother to answer them?I'm barely keeping my feet on the floor, trying to make one more step and I'm looking for somebody to help me, to carry me thru this.The only thing I'm feeling is the darkness around me, the disappointment coming in my way, laughing so evilly at my weakness.No, definitely is not an awesome image, especially not one you'd be fascinated.You know, I've always thought the tough moments in life makes its beauty, it gets harder and harder to say it, not even to believe it.The point is, the tough moments define us.And they help us to cherish the happy, great moments much more closer to their real worth.How much would anybody be able to loose in their life to gain happiness, or peace, or whatever their own dream is about?

        All your life you live with your decisions.Your choices will follow you around no matter how far you would go.This is the scariest part...can I make the right decision?How would I know if that one's the best?Does it worth it?And how will I find out what's the best, if I have just one shot, one chance to get it right?I'm not in a movie to get it straighten up till the 2 hours end, so if I screw up how am I gonna fix everything?Yep, you'll say I'm smart enough to figure out things.Well, I might be smart, but here's another question: will I be strong enough to make it?To take the best decision, to be happy with it no matter what?...
      Happiness is never too far away, as long as you know how to reach it...Am I gonna learn one day how to catch up with it?....
...and all those wanderings because while life happens.

tonight...

I'm happy, but my heart hurts.I'm not sure I've experienced it in my life, it's such a funny feeling.Indeed, I found out happiness is a part of us, like, the walls of a room...you need them to create the room, it's your choice if you put something on them or you just put some black old wallpaper on it.But I was not thinking to talk about happiness.I am aware of the thing that you might be happy in your life, but you never find happiness.
Feeling the peace in my sad heart is such a wonder.I guess tonight is going to be a good night...with good sleep and great dreams.Life gets tougher and tougher each day, but I won't give up.I decided just to stay strong, face the problems and more, resolve them!.I challenge life and I am determined to win the battle.

Return.

For the las past weeks, I couldn't have done anything...nothing that I had to do.I guess it was a way to be a rebel, or to unleash the teenager that tries to dye and to push away the adult is getting ready to make his presence known.I like to think I'm mature enough to handle this, but the truth is, I'm childish enough to be afraid of the changes that take place in me, and it's pretty scary.I spent the last (10) days to discover myself again, to get to know me, to find out if I still have the same dreams and if I still go on the direction I wanted.But, days go on, and I don't figure out anything, on contrary, I get more and more confused with every step I take, or, maybe I thought I've taken.I don't know much, but I have the feeling I'm not searching  the answers in the right place.It's like I have the wrong map or something.I miss those days when I used to get out of the house every day even just for a walk with a friend, or just to walk to the market place..I guess in all our lives we'll have a time when we'll miss and think about how good it was "back then".I just can't realize how to make this period of my life more sweet than bitter.A best and most special friend of mine told me last weekend while we were typing on Yahoo! Messenger, that we should learn from our past and present so in our future we won't cry this days either.I needed to hear that, it was like a cold shower, and for a second I felt better, 'cause I realized, even if we're thousands miles away, literally half-way 'round the world, we still have that thing what always bonded us.It's good to know you still have your friends even when you see them just one time a year, or not at all.It's a radical change, from spending all your time with some persons and the next day not to be able to call them every day, not saying anything about having fun together.
There are changes in life you can't manage, and there are choices others make for you.There is nothing to be afraid of, it's just life.I know, life can be the scariest thing could happen to somebody, but on the other hand, it could be the best thing happening ever.I don't know about you guys, but I wanna be the kind of woman that, when my feet hit the floor every morning, the devil says:"oh crap, she's up!".

Dreams, decisions and life...

And here I am..with my cup of coffee untouched and so happy:)...finally, one of super dreams will come true!oohh..can't wait!..And here I am: music turned up loud, dancing and spinning and jumping all over the place!But do not forget, Im a girl so soon all these manifestations of my happiness will be forgotten when I'll freeze like in front of a cop.What should I wear?..oh yeah...you guys don't know and don't understand(do not try to..) us, girls..We have a really complicated complex way to transform ourselves in some beauty goddesses or pretty princesses(the last one i like the most) after some unwritten rules that every woman knows them and doesn't have the courage to break them.It's weird to see how women all around the world care about their image, how they talk, walk, laugh, even cry...every woman I'm sure spent time in front of the mirror practicing her best smile, her best countenance, her best look...everything.Cause, how would you dare to go out there without being perfect?Women will be happy for your embarrassment  and men will ignore you.And you, asa women, can't let a situation like that to happen.Yes, I might sound like a fashion weirdo but, if you take a second, you're honest with yourself, and look around you a lil bit, you'll see I'm right!I don't say all of these because I am glad is like that, I'm talking about all these because it started to get out of control all these things.I am FOR beauty and elegance and femininity, but what all these things became today is like an unspoken war, something ppl care too much about, and they forget.They forget how to admire a beautiful lady, how to appreciate a nice presence, how to enjoy the date, and all the things that matter just fade away in front of all decisions you have to make BEFORE you even get out of your bed in the morning:what you wear, how you wear, when you wear it, and so on..I'm not telling you, ladies, to stop caring what you wear or how you present yourself to the world, just, try to relax one moment and enjoy the fact of being a woman, a princess.I enjoy fashion, and clothes and shoes and accessories(i'm a woman), but this life is much more than some clothes...

  And now, back to "reality"... I'll go to a church for a presentation(my friend will present her mission trip to Romania from this year), what should I wear??
song of the day

the new image

well..i had one of those days that i call them 'half-half days'..and believe me, it is so awful.A half-half day is the day that starts excelent to one point and then it turns out to be the most miserable day ever.it just ruins everything.
Azi a plouat.Parca era alta ploaie decat cea obisnuita.Ma simteam parca fiecare strop d ploaie vroia sa imi ceara socoteala pt fiecare secunda ce am petrecut'o intristand p cineva sau ranind pe ceilalti, cu mine in frunte...Fiecare tunet era un tipat, iar fulgerele palme peste fata.Mi'am luat bataie de la ploaie fara ca macar sa ies sa ma ud un pic.It's too weird to write here more about it...prea complicat sa inteleaga cineva.
...dar azi s'a terminat...de fapt, 'azi' este deja de 41 d minute 'ieri'...ma chinui sa termin ce mi'am propus de invatzat, insa gandurile nu'mi dau pace.Vezi tuh, cum se face ca atunci cand vrei sa faci ceva ca lumea, totul sa iasa pe dos..Am impresia ca nu mai sunt in stare sa fac nimic asa cum trebuie, nici macar sa respir...
Astept pe cineva drag sa vorbim dupa muult timp de aproximativ tacere totala, in timp ce ascult acest song sweet dar care nu se aplica deloc la viata mea...astept si visez ca dorm si ma trezesc in trecut...traiesc cu enorma intensitate si placere clipele ce par atat de reale...
if only life wouldn't be a dream...