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mercoledì 23 marzo 2011

loads of fun......

Sunday was fun....

.....it was the baptism of little Ludo, a very important baptism, the festivity was amazing, I played the piano it was beautiful, the piano is one of the most beautiful instruments for me in the world. The music produced from a piano gives me goosebumps ohhhhh WOW I want to play it. The church where the baptism was held in was incredible, ohhhh my goodness, I have met a Mini Duomo hehehehe ahhhhh it was amazing. 

To be honest I have not been writing, my energy feels low because I think I need a hug or something pfff...... love is normally my inspiration, (Love for me is clarity, sweetness, kindness, fun, joy happiness yes and many other different forms) right now I feel a little bit loveless. 

Sigh its just me perhaps or its just in my mind, remember I am a woman and it is important to understand that women have more mixed emotions than men.
These feelings shall pass soon do not worry. I have also my own things I need to think about my own worries and fears, right now I need to pause and think clearly but it feels like I cannot, it feels like I just want to find some GENI somewhere rub his lamp and have all the unnecessary obstacles which are my own worries (which are little things) removed so that I can focus on more important things, bigger things like my book, like helping people. uffff.

Allora I do apologize (sigh). l am still very grateful though, yet I realized that I am really strange, nothing about my life is normal it is like it is magical, truly, it is true I sat and I thought about these past 4 months and it has not been a normal situation, but as I sat and thought I became frightened because I don't know what is going to happen. Then whenever I feel the feelings of fear the song "QUE SERA SERA" suddenly plays in my mind and then I feel a little bit better.

Right now I just feel like breathing and taking one second at a time. (Sigh) someone took my Africans in the little garden and Gloria is rude to me, bossing me around again, she has been doing the same to poor Ialene, shame the poor girl confides in me so may times about her own past experiences and that's why she is so extremely quiet, she doesn't know how to speak up she needs a boost of courage and confidence, Ialene has a really beautiful heart and spirit she is still so naive ahhh shame. I don't really feel like smiling writing or doing anything when people are rude to me, my mind switches off, its like my brain thought itself to protect itself from any negativity...... there is no need to be rude to me, I am always the same, people assume thats where things go wrong, assumption is the mother of all evil. I also miss playing calcio in the park with the kids I don't know why we are not going anymore, I miss spending time with All Puccino, I don't even see him, it makes me sad and I have not been coming to Ronchi78. I feel like I write best when I write in Ronchi. 

ohhhh dear I have to tell you, I met Giacomo's little babies ohhhh they are just so beautiful!!!!!

Yes I do love Ronci78 and everyone WoHoooooo, Everybody should come to Ronchi78 it is peaceful and wonderful the festivity is incredible and the atmosphere just revitalizing, it is like heaven on earth. Mirko's parents are also wonderful, ahhh Mirko and his mother smiles the same way, whenever Mirko or his mother smiles it looks like they heave stars in their eyes and their faces lights up like shining diamonds, they also have the same giggle hehehehe, it is beautiful and the most satisfying sight for me, just priceless. His father lights up when he sees me then he squishes my cheeks uhahahahaha Im like a doll!!! Ahhhhhh absolutely beautiful.

Everybody is wonderful..... I am so sorry for writing about my negative feelings in this piece but today was truly one of those days where life just wanted to throw every bad stone at me, I delt with all of them peacefully yet it was so uneccasary and confusing, it disturbed my spirit, but I feel better now. Thank you....

Allora now I will retreat and continue with my book....

baci baci 

ciao...

(will write again soon)