Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Converting Gas Starter Fireplace To Full

Cristina Marta and sandals

years ago and I met Cristina. From the time we started college together, we connected in a special way. We had the same age, similar concerns, and a peculiar mindset.

She opened a world of possibilities to me I had not even crossed his mind, and I shared a very intimate way. We travel together, walked together, and made many plans together ...

But one day everything went wrong. What until then had seemed beautiful began to acquire a brown color, which was rotting away piecemeal over the years. When we were in year 5, the situation was unsustainable ... Much to my dismay.

We have all lost a friend once. I felt I had lost something more, almost a part of myself. I cried in silence every day give me back a sense, back to me . But that never happened.

were difficult years, but I learned much of anything. Almost no matter what happened, the words and they said no. Almost nothing matters except the morning going together to the university, the knowing glances to the outrageous comments of someone unprotected calls at midnight, the little notes in class, on weekends in Torremenga, the night walks with the dogs, pasta with vegetables at three mutual support to a diet, the infinite understanding to a dessert of white chocolate, and all we exchanged smiles.

may Cris and I do not want to see, you do not want to devote their time to share with me. But I now I have nothing to prove, nothing to recover, because I know that there really is something they never lost.

She
is my friend, and always will be. I told you once: the wonder of love, is who can wait forever.

Cristina, I bless you with love. I release you and let you go. I let you go for your sake, and get peace in this situation.




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