I have wanted to write, because long ago I do not, but it is also true that these lines beginning without knowing either what to say, it is true that I have much to say, but it is also true that I do not know where to start.
Perhaps a good start would be telling how long I was so happy and yes I know why, but you still should not know, or maybe already know and just want that to be our secret.
is also true that I have really wanted to love, and then who knows might already are doing, love is a basic and fundamental motor, maybe the most important thing in life, without love we are nothing, in fact everything we do we do for love, get up every morning for the love of life , we go every day to work for the love that makes us feel useful and have the resources to live as love, study every day because we want to be recognized, perhaps admired, of course I loved, who have children, they look every day, love, a lot of attention and seek to be happy, just because of that love, who have a partner, every day trying their actions show their love and grow more and more that love, or simply try to remain, it forever.
This week I had two occasions to think clearly if I was loving what he was doing, and a first topic, the clear answer is yes, I love what I have, as I have and what I live, on the other topic, even me I question whether I do really motivates me, it's worth and if I'm happy doing it.
True, we come into this world for just a moment, and if not we be happy for every second, every minute, every hour of every day, every week, every month, every year of our life ... then we should pause and correct the way the course ...
Today I'm happy because I wanted to write these lines and keep walking, loving ...
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