I'm just back from a relaxing, selfcalming and brilliant Algarve holidays. In the midst of it, we smiled, laughed, shared good moments and enjoyed the peace. Most of all, we had a wondurful time in Praia da Luz. The resort was nearby the beach and it was filled with flowers all along so that's why I grabbed my camera up and took tones of pictures. There was so much to say, but really, the love filled up my days with grace and it was stunning. The wheather was just so hot that sometimes I could barely breath. The landskape was breathtaking, aswell.
Blogging has become fun and photography is now a passion instead of a hobby. I just feel like I'm tearing myself apart and not in the bad way, just that I'm lost and confused about my future plans and so much rolling through my head. I wanna be a mom. I wanna have little girls who I will dress up in the sweetests outfits and cutest shoes and flowering hats but I wanna have stunning little boys to play soccer with and run in the poodles and turn our sofas durty and masculine. I wanna stay here forever, and watch the birds fly in the calmly silence that takes the day into the night but I wanna be free and run the whole wide world, too. I wanna be a lawyer, and stand up in front of government leaders, just the kind of thought that we can save the world, just us. But then I wanna work out with photography and cinema. I wanna have a husband and a family, but then I wanna grow stronger and by myself, and just cross the world searching for the meaning of life.
whatever desteny gives me and wherever it will take me,
I will always be.right.here.
