A new gang

After an amazing trip to Europe and the visit to a Veuve Cliquot in Reims a new begining has come...
The hope of a new era is glowing, the eagerness of belonging to someone greater, the breaking of fears and the following of a new path... the hope of a new relationship... the hope of a new love....

Pablo Neruda said it pefectly.... I can't say more... from "Llenate de mi"
...
Libértame de mí. Quiero salir de mi alma.
Yo soy esto que gime, esto que arde, esto que sufre.
Yo soy esto que ataca, esto que aúlla, esto que canta.
No, no quiero ser esto.
Ayúdame a romper estas puertas inmensas.
Con tus hombros de seda desentierra estas anclas.
Así crucificaron mi dolor una tarde.
Libértame de mí. Quiero salir de mi alma.
...

But in this moment, with the hope of a new life... I just want to recover the romance, the emotions, the nerviousness of the unknown.... Mario Benedetti is the right person to be quoted with an awsome poem that just explains what I want to do with you... my love... the one that makes me feel special, the one that has decided to share his life with me, the one who has decided to overcome every single problem just for the price of a passionate kiss.

To you, who has make me tremble, who has changed my view of that half part of the human kind, who has make me believe that this can be possilble. To you, who wants to share a "ficty-ficty" just because you "don't like to show who you really are"....to you, to me and to us...

Táctica y estrategia

Mi táctica es
mirarte
aprender como sos
quererte como sos.

Mi táctica es
hablarte
y escucharte
construir con palabras
un puente indestructible.

Mi táctica es
quedarme en tu recuerdo
no sé cómo ni sé
con qué pretexto
pero quedarme en vos.

Mi táctica es
ser franco
y saber que sos franca
y que no nos vendamos
simulacros
para que entre los dos

no haya telón
ni abismos.

Mi estrategia es
en cambio
más profunda y más
simple.

Mi estrategia es
que un día cualquiera
no sé cómo ni sé
con qué pretexto
por fin me necesites.

And the new gang? Well, this is it!

In Madrid....

Sometimes the influence of the cosmos conspire in our favor and great things happen....
On the 24th of April we arrived at Barajas in Madrid and had the awsome opportunity to visit La puerta de Alcalá and the Cibeles fountain....






The Royal Palace in Madrid was also an interesting building



And the cathedral was a weird combination of a Gothic building with very colorful paints. What surprised me the most was the altar to Saint Monseñor Jose Maria Escribá de Balaguer.

Napa Valley... a paradise!

Not having time is the common phrase I have been using for the past month! but to some extent is a major challenge to establish a routine to keep going on with all the things I like to do.
Two weeks ago I had the awsome opportunity of visiting the Robert Mondavi Vinyards in Napa Valley and the adventure was incredible!. Let me share with you some of the pictures that are just a little taste of what Napa is.

Just after crossing the entrance we have the awsome view of the sculpture of a woman welcoming everybody home



Then, the vineyard itself, with the vines in their "latent" state. It is just the time when the feet will start to appear.



Souvenirs are always available!



And finally the place where the wine is let to age in french oak barrels.



And after a visit to the vineyards and trying 3 different wines (not my favorites though!) we visited the Mustard's festival in downtown Napa....
An awsome weekend after a week of hard work at Bruker in Fremont!
Difficult to come back home... but after the welcome back given by this three angels, my life came back to track.

Una amistad sincera....

Cuando uno puede compartir con alguien las expresiones más sublimes de una lengua y encuentra empatía... se encuentra con un tesoro invaluable.
Cuando ese compartir se vuelve poesía... aún se crece más....

Hoy Mario Benedetti ilumina lo que todos deseamos decir en algún momento de nuestra vida....

TE QUIERO

Tus manos son mi caricia
mis acordes cotidianos
te quiero porque tus manos
trabajan por la justicia

si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos

tus ojos son mi conjuro
contra la mala jornada
te quiero por tu mirada
que mira y siembra futuro

tu boca que es tuya y mía
tu boca no se equivoca
te quiero porque tu boca
sabe gritar rebeldía

si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos

y por tu rostro sincero
y tu paso vagabundo
y tu llanto por el mundo
porque sos pueblo te quiero

y porque amor no es aureola
ni cándida moraleja
y porque somos pareja
que sabe que no está sola

te quiero en mi paraíso
es decir que en mi país
la gente viva feliz
aunque no tenga permiso

si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo
y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos.

Control freak? ....

Being a chemist, the tendency to control situations, events, and even persons is just irrestitible, and this might be the origin of the series of emotions and sensations that are inside my head. Probably the "need" of having the control is what has frustrated me throughout this rough time....

The weird thing, though, is that I didn't have that tendency so well developed as I do now.

Letting go... the clue....

How to do it?.... the unknown answer!

Intellectually challenging… emotionally fulfilling…

These four words describe exactly what my trip to Amsterdam was… plain of new ideas, new challenges, new things to explore from the chemistry point of view, and on the other hand, giving myself the chance to heal my wounds, to let myself think about someone else … think about me!

A good friend of mine asked me: What is the image you take with you back home about your trip to Amsterdam? And the answer is clear….

A green oasis looking at me, with the light coming from behind, crossing the bridge of a canal, with Amsterdam’s St. Nicholas church in the back.

No wine that night….
Not needed…

A journey in time…

In my first visit to Amsterdam, Van Gogh was the “hip” artist of the year and so, I went to visit his museum. Not fond of his work, I have to admit that the paint of the Irises (yellow background and purple flowers) was, in dead, one of my favorites. Anyhow, today, is Rembrandt the hip artist of A’dam and so I went to visit his former house. If you have the opportunity to visit it, I would recommend it strongly!. A part of being well kept, it has a beautiful collection of the paints of former students as well as the explanation of how the “engravings in cupper ” -Etching- were done during his famous times.



His self portraits are a little more "esthetic" than those from Van Gogh to my opinion.... yes... i am more into the "classical" type of painting than most people, but it is just a matter of preferences.



A very nice building, a nice afternoon, a nice company... a Great Day in General!

Another Nero....

In the company of two great friends (Karina and Celeste -just recently introduced-), in the strikingly cold Amsterdam we managed to find a little but inviting italian restaurant. This, of course, after seeing Dutch people in action trying to take advantage of their height at the "all you can eat" cheap, japanese restaurant.... we were upset... and left the room. To some extend I appreciated the idea of leaving... the japanese restaurant was too noisy and I wanted to have a nice chat with them.

At our arrival, the waiter asked us to wait some extra 5 min before he could sit us... we waited... a couple arrived... and they were inmediatly sat in a table close to the kitchen... mmm....mmmm... I was wondering... why was that?... and then he finally arrived and showed us the way to the best of all tables in the restaurant.... at the window facing the canal!. WOW! the view was lovely, the company excellent... so... I asked for no more!

After ordering an "antipasti" (some serrano ham, cheese, morcilla, salami, etc) our main dish was delivered. For that special dinner I was the one suggesting the wine... even though I really wanted to go for a Barbera (hardly found in Mexico) I decided to go for something easier to have, very flavorfull, smooth, not tanic at all, with a big cherry scent, and at 14% of alcohol.... a wine from Sicilia made out of Nero D'Avola. (http://www.bestofsicily.com)



Nero d'Avola is considered as the most typical and representative red grape of Sicily, excluding the territory of Etna. The incorrect name Calabrian is an "Italianization" of the word in old Sicilian dialect, Calaurisi which actually means "grape of Avola." Nero d'Avola ("black (grape) of Avola") was selected for cultivation by grape-growers of Avola (Siracusa) several hundred years ago and spread to the commune of Noto (SR), the provinces of Ragusa and Caltagirone, and recently throughout the rest of the island.



When cultivated to yield a low quantity of fruit per vine, this grape variety is capable of expressing the characteristics of important aged red wines. An aroma of red fruit and typically "sweet" tannins that persist after many years are the most significant components. At the same time, this grape also lends itself well to the production of young and novello wines of a suggestive red and violet-tinged color, highly pronounced aroma of red fruit (plum, blackberry) and smooth tannins. It may also have a peppery or jammy taste. (Wilkipedia in the web)

Sometimes it has been compared to Syrah, able to age and yet easy to try young. It goes great with most italian meals and was an excelent match for our pasta. I had "Penne arrabiato" -probably for my crave for spices at that time-, Karina had Tagliatelle nero and Celeste had a Salad. The wine was tasted, scent, and felt.... good combination... good in did. I can't remember the name of the producer (couldn't write in on the cork for it was plastic!) but it was a 2004.

Needless to say, we left the restaurant around midnight, after receiving a wedding proposal from the waiter himself!... it was obvious... I mentioned my returning to the sunny, crowded and lovely country of mine... MEXICO!

The content of that conversation.... a must for a next time....

Para ti....OASIS

You might never read this, or take the time to translate it, but now, my ipod was playing this song....
and you came to my memory... oasis is just a metaphor... not a great one, but to try to invent a new one, is to call you.... OCEAN.... so full of life, so magnificent, moody and calm, sarcastic and generous, intolerant and patient, eclectic and authentic, .... but .... the worst of all.... is to be thirsty and not beign able to drawn in your eyes...

Hoy la noche me habla de tu piel
y abrazándome está la madrugada,
un adiós, un te quiero y un porqué,
y nada.

Te recuerdo y te pierdo en un papel
cuando apenas comienza la mañana
cuanto pude quererte aquella vez,
y nada.

Ojos verdes, cuánto tiempo te miré,
ojos verdes, del color de la mañana
ojos verdes, no sé si te olvidaré,
y nada.

Cuando el tiempo nos pierda entre su andar
y el silencio me robe tus palabras
no tendremos estrellas que contar,
y nada.

Alejandro Filio

In Amsterdam.....

After taking a plane from Mexico to Amsterdam around 8 pm (mexican time) we landed at the other side of the world nearly an hour earlier! (12:30 local time).... and there was.... my oasis...

We took a cab for going to the hotel and finally leave everything unpacked and take advantage of the weather to visit downtown Amsterdam by foot... nearless to say, after a couple of hours, the Tram was our best option... a stripenkaarte (long enough for plenty of trips).... the lousy weather according to my companions... awsome weather according to me!

I found myself looking regularly to the watch... at the local time... for a party was going to take place in Ultrech at 6... and I just wanted to be there on time...Brought some mole with me, tortillas and 2 bottles of Calixa.... specially developed for the authentic mexican food... particularly mole poblano.



Calixa (pronounced cali-sha) is the new expression of the mexican wine in the new millenium growed specially to maridate with the complex and yet flavourful mexican cuisine.

The ethnic roots of the name Calixa - have a soft and sensual sound, yet at the same time, exotic; a simple reflection of it´s young exuberant personality and it´s place of origin: the deserted valleys in the heart of the Baja California Peninsula.

The print on the label shows it´s elegant expression. The gold seal engraved with the prehispanic symbol “Dos Acatl” means “New Fire”, it represents a belief in some of the most ancient cultures of our country; every 52 years a man´s cycle ends and a new one begins along with hope for the future.

Calixa es one of the brands of the house Monte Xanic -which means "the flower that blooms after the first rain" in Cora language and is a delicious Cabernet Sauvignon with a soft finish yet full of body with a scent of pepper and long lasting flavours.

But again... the best part was the company.... an international group, from all latitudes and obviously... the osis.

¿Queu sucede con el mundo?

Ahora sin la necesidad de un poco de alcohol en las venas, puedo hacer notar la enorme queja que tengo contra el universo....¿qué le sucede? ¿por qué ahora, cuando deseo estar sola, deseo reinventarme, es ahora cuando extraños fantasmas del pasado vienen a invadir mi serenidad?... y peor aún, ¿por qué ahora cuando sigo unida (aunque solo por papel) a un ser que solía ser maravilloso y ahora... ahora no lo reconozco?
Quizá nunca vea él lo que escribo aquí (el sabe de la existencia de este blogg), pero a pesar de que no lo vea, me encantaría que supiera que no soy su enemiga. Que yo solamente quería ver en él un mejor ser humano. Que no podía y no puedo aplaudir el hecho de que está deshaciendo su vida!

Alguna vez me comentó que yo no era solidaria con él, como si no fuéramos cómplices, como si pelearamos en diferentes esquinas del ring, en lugar de estar en el mismo bando... ahora entiendo a lo que se refería... ahora cuando "ella" decidió renunciar al trabajo y .... en un acto de estupiedez desmedida, le "sugirieron" a JAOL que él también lo hiciera.....

Ya veo..... si yo estoy mal, quiero que todo el mundo esté mal, a pesar de que mi guerra sea mia y de nadie más.
EGOISTA, SOLO PIENSAS EN TI Y NO EN QUIENES TE RODEAN Y ESTAN MANDANDO SU VIDA A LA CHIN.... POR TI!!!!

Sí!!!, bajo esa premisa, no soy solidaria.... porque no voy a aplaudir el que te estés hundiendo y te lleves entre las patas a quienes tienes encantados, NO, no puedo permanecer inmóvil ante tu "maquiavelismo" y pretender que estoy contigo....

Los grandes hombres tuvieron a su lado una mujer que les ponía los pies en la tierra, no quien los elevara en algodones para después ver como eran destruidos por su propia soberbia.

Lamento que nunca hubieras visto que yo buscaba hacer de ti un mejor ser humano como tu lo estabas haciendo conmigo... por eso extraño lo bueno que teníamos... pero no puedo avalar lo que estás haciendo.... envenenar el corazón de gente que te quiere, y en quien no estás pensando, no estás buscando su bien.... solo el tuyo... tu venganza ... tu dolor....

Que lástima....


Salgo ahora para Amsterdam.... y estoy feliz de reencontrar mi oasis..... quizá algún día te platique de él.

Hasta pronto....

Volviendo al camino....

Un Chardonnay Argentino.... seco, refrescante y maderoso....
Una hacienda llena de recuerdos.... Los Morales
Una compañía extraña... recuperada... un tanto perdida....
Inspiraron el volver al camino
al sendero de la expresión de un corazón,
sin miedo a riñas, sin miedo a mal entendidos, sin miedo a perder...

Yo... hoy... no tengo nada... solo me tengo a mí!


Son muy pocos lo que conocen, este rincón tan mío.
Este sitio ecléctico en donde me expreso según me plazca… en español o en inglés….
Hoy me apetece compartir los latidos de este corazón tan mío, que por un momento, por un instante, se salió de mi pecho para vivir en otro….
Se arriesgó…. Y perdió…. Pero nunca ha dejado de sentir… y de latir… pero sobre todo de amar….
Amar con esa pasión a flor de piel, con esa intensidad de las noches más sublimes de amor entrelazado, con ese arrojo por el cual busca fundirse en ese ser… ese complemento … esa alma gemela…. Que malévolo es tener sed frente al mar!!

Extraños los caminos del corazón
Que te derrumban al precipicio
Y después te llevan a la cima de la gloria…

Que fácil es llegar a ser
El centro del universo de un corazón roto
Cuando la esperanza se ha perdido
Cuando no hay más reflejo del alma

El éxtasis es efímero
Pero inmensamente necesario
Te toca y te engancha
Y no puedes dejarlo ir

No se si te extraño a ti
O a lo que me hacías sentir
No se si eras tu
O yo cuando estaba contigo

Hoy, hay quien está logrando
Tocar mi alma con poesía
Sentir mi cuerpo con palabras dulces
Llenar mi cabeza de sueños

Que fácil es creer
Que el mundo se reconstruye
Que el ser humano siente
Y que la vida vale la pena

Y no me queda más que robarle nuevamente las palabras a ese enorme poeta español que si bien no lo sabe todo, si sabe decir lo que siente y lo que vive….. pero sobre todo, recibe la inspiración de las musas para lograr plasmar en pocas líneas lo que un corazón como el mío le tomaría toda una vida….

No por amor, no por tristeza
No por la nueva soledad
Porque ya he olvidado tus ojos
Hoy tengo ganas de llorar….
Antonio Gala

Un amigo incondicional

Estoy en Mundo E con un excelente amigo... Adal....

Coming back to life!

When things go wrong and hope seems to leave you, there is always a place to go to.... HOME!

After a tough time of not being able to recover the smile that formerly invaded me, I finally let myself heal and cut finally the hope that kept me mourning.... I decided not to think about him anymore.

And one of the things I did, was to put all the memories in the Christmas tree, right next to the teddy bears that we decided to include in it. All the corks that reminded me of those beautiful times together were added to the tree as a sign of a new begining.... as something that helped me be who I am now but that will be gone with the season.

And therefore, the new year will be full with experiences of new wines, new hopes, new perspectives.

Keep track of them... I will definitely try to be more regular.

See ya

What I can't say!

Life is difficult sometimes, but even in difficult moments we have to indulge ourselves to remember that life, allthough bitchy, is worth living.
I had a nice weekend in the company of my family and we decided to have some sushi for lunch. I decided to give a try to a nice white wine that I tested during a "Vino and Club wine tasting dinner" maridated with fish and shrimp tostadas.
This wine if from the Torreon de Paredes winery.

This wine is actually slightly dry but very refreshing. It is made with Sauvignon Blanc just like the producer explains in his web page. Unfortunatelly there is something wrong with the upload of images so I won't be able to show it properly.

As we combined the sushi with this wine the result was "perfect". Just the right dryness and lots of flavour.

Try it.... Torreon de Paredes Sauvignon Blanc 1999.... great with sushi!


And just to keep you posted....
During this time of lousy behaviour and incredible anguish
I have the need to express myself
and this space gives me that opportunity.

I can't talk to my love... we decided not to do it...
for the relationship's sake
but there is so much love that
I just can't help myself ! I miss him sooooo much!

I'm trying to be patient
but it is not part of my repertoir
I just want this pain to go away
and start the healing process

But, whatever the result may be
I just have to say
that you are the love of my life
and that I will never ever forget
the taste of your lips
the strengh of your passion
the look in your eyes
and the awsome way you made me feel
while making love

Have a nice life
and I hope you find
someone much better than me
much prettier
more mature
more intelligent
more patient
more passionate
less complex
less inquisitive
less insecure
less demanding
less self centered
less family oriented
less catholic

Wish you the best always!!!!

Back on track?....

The idea of being back on track is really helpful but incredible painful to acheive!
To some extent I am hurt, not only my heart aches but my mind too.

I am away from my husband and, to be honest, part of me is happy and part of me is very sad.

The part of being sad is due to the betrayal. I feel -and to some extent I know- that I was cheated, that he wrote "love emails" to someone who was not his wife and let her express her feelings likewise.... and then.... he reached to our bed pretending that nothing happened...

He, appart from "writing" was "visiting" her in his idea of "helping her" in a tough time.... Bull shit!

I am sorry if I'm not writing about wine.... but about other stuff
but writing is helping me to think and to establish what I am not going to let go, and what I am willing to
forgive.... and sorry for changing the language again...

La sugerencia profesional recibida me pide que haga un balance de aquello que NO pienso dejar de hacer para lograr que mi relación funcione así como una lista de lo que SI estoy dispuesta a cambiar y mejorar para seguir con él.

1. No estoy dispuesta a tolerar que se repita una situación como la que pasó a últimas fechas. Debut y despedida.
2. No estoy dispuesta a perdonarlo, si él no reconoce su culpa, sus intenciones, sus engaños y con un corazón sincero se arrepitente y pide perdón.
3. No estoy dispuesta a ser pisoteada por sus insinuaciones de que "estoy loca", soy una "inmadura", no estoy a la altura de las grandes ligas....
4. No volveré a casa de un hombre que quiera seguir siendo adolescente...viviendo en el peligro, con emociones de hacer lo "indebido", coqueteando por email para sentirse querido, o para alimentar su ego, o simplemente por que no puede amar a una sola mujer.... migajas de amor no es amor completo
5. No estoy dispuesta a compartir a mi pareja
6. No estoy dispuesta a aceptar que "tengo todo su corazón" "llego a casa contigo" cuando se gasta 15 mil pesos en llamadas a celular de una mujer "que solo conoce el Ajusco", "que no tiene tanta clase como tu", "que no tiene tu mundo", pero que tiene la amistad de mi marido -y por poco un hijo- y la que yo perdí.
7. No estoy dispuesta a alejarme de DIOS nuevamente

SI NO RECONOCE QUE LO QUE HIZO ESTA MAL, SE ARREPIENTE, SE DISCULPA DE TODO CORAZON Y PROMETE NO VOLVERLO A HACER..... NO VOLVERE A ESTAR CON EL A PESAR DE QUE SE DESANGRE EL ALMA.

Solo un hombre inmaduro, acusa a una mujer intuitiva, inteligente, suspicaz, y que le cacha las movidas, de inmadura.
Solo un hombre que ha perdido la brújula puede estar indeciso.

Pero yo, que estoy dispuesta a hacer....

1. Estoy dispuesta a tomar ayuda profesional para controlar mis celos
2. Estoy dispuesta a dejar de ser tan emocional y viceral para poder tener una mayor comunicación con él
3. Estoy dispuesta a trabajar en mejorar la comunicación.
4. Estoy dispuesta a darle su espacio -pero que no me vuelva a hacer la jugadita anterior durante su "espacio"-
5. Estoy dispuesta a trabajar por ser una mejor persona, más acorde a lo que necesitamos como pareja, y a ayudarlo a él a ser mejor también.
6. EStoy dispuesta a llevarlo a la luna con mis contactos y mis amigos y ganandome los de él para que pueda beneficiarse de estas relaciones.
7. Estoy dispuesta a alejarme de mi familia si eso ayuda a la relación.
8. Estoy dispuesta a sobrellevar su cambio de humor exacerbadamente irregurar.
9. Estoy dispuesta a volver a confiar en él -todos nos equivocamos- y a trabajar duro para olvidar todo.... y que el fantasma no se reaparezca.
10. Estoy dispuesta a no volver a perder el control de mi misma si me siento amenazada.
11. Estoy dispuesta a aprender a manejar el dolor

Quizá "DESEAR" no sea suficiente.... pero es una buena guía

DESEO COMPARTIR MI VIDA CON ESE HERMOSO SER HUMANO CON EL QUE ME CASE
SI EL DECIDE COMPARTIR SU VIDA CONMIGO.

MISS HIM...

I miss U :#
It hurts like hell not being able to call you or write to you....
I just need you sooooo much
JTA
Princesa

Feeling blue!

Growing up is really painful and now I really feel what love is, and how much is hiden within ourselves.
I hurt big time the man i love.. i really love... I can't imagine my life without him after sooo much we have lived.
But to some extent I am harmful to him... i hurt him and it hurts me more because I am still a child.
In my effort to make him close to me... I send him away!!
My heart is broken, torn into pieces and I am not finding a way to fix it
Everything came as in an avalanche... all at one time... all in just a couple of months....
I want to call him or write to him and let him know that I am still trying... that I would like him to
forgive me............. but he has the right to refuse to do it!
He warned me... and I didn't pay attention...

Right now he only thing I wish, is for him to read and feel this song.... it shows exactly how I feel.

Ansiedad
de tenerte en mis brazos
musitando palabras de amor

Ansiedad
de sentir tus encantos
y en la boca
volverte a besar

Quizás este llorando
al recordarte
mis lagrimas son perlas
que caen al mar
y el eco adormecido
desde lamento hace
que estes presente
en mi soñar

Quizás estés llorando al recordarme
y estreches mi retrato con frenecí
y hasta tu oido llegue
la melodia salvaje
y el eco de la pena
de estar sin ti

Perdoname PUNTOS GATO..... TE EXTRAÑO

Feeling alive.... hurts big time!

Yesterday... the usual thing that happens to newly wedds happened to me...
My husband was trying to solve his issues with someone else besides me...

Right,... he has the right to do it... specially if things are not working well.... but this hurts for several reasons:

1. The first....He didn't trust me... and now... I don't trust him either....
2. He thinks and truly hopes for me to be stupid and not realize what he wants....
3. He doesn't have the courage to face me and tell me what's wrong -well he claims to be confussed... OK, he might be, but the confussion is due to something... the split decision between his heart and his mind... between what he wants to do and what he has to do....
4. Because I saw it coming... I saw her... around him... hurt for her broken relationship....and looking for some tenderness....
5. He... as the blue charming prince... wants to save her... wants to help her take the best decition... ,
6. I decided to support him, and what I received...was the complain of being... too controling... too into it.... too invasive...
7. It hurts because he fooled himself.... and was blameing it to me....
8. Because now... I don't feel like being with him like this.....

He has to clear up his mind... but in the process he's hurting me and... I don't need it, I don't decerve being treated like that.... I am a PRINCESS and we are treated right, with love and deference... he really decerves to be by himself... to clear his mind....

But.....
I love him...
I don't want to leave him....
I want to work things out.....
Maybe... I don't want to give up so fast....
I want to fight for his love...

Because he is an awsome man
and I can help him become even greater...
I can give him a push, because I have been inspired throughout this relationship....and I know I can do it... just if he lets me to.
I have grown... I have matured...- well not so much because I called his mistress just to let her know what I thought about her and that is not very mature.... but at least I let the anger out of my chest.... sorry for her... good for me!-




This is me....
Not available -yet and hopefully not ever!-
but willing to change.... again... to learn... to grow... to play in the big leagues....
Te amo puntos gato... aunque estes confundido....
Quero hacerlo... pero lo haces tan dificil....

De vinos y otras cosas

A wonderful day surronded by nature, pure and fresh air and a lovely moreno in charge of making me happy... we decided to go kayaking and an awsome trip started....