I usually never do this because I have no knowledge about anything in the garden or about flowers in generally. But I did think our terrace look a little dull so I thought I’d fix it up and get some color in between the grey bricks.
On Saturday I went to our local plantation to see what they had in stores. I took my mom with me so that one of us knew what we were doing. She’s no gardner either but at least she has more knowledge than me.
I bought some flowers, soil, spices and tools. Now I’m not sure about the pots I bought, because they aren’t exactly what I pictured, but when the budget is thigh you can’t always get what you wish of. On Sunday morning I say myself outside and started working. Now I’m far from finished but I’ll definitely share everything when I’m finished.
As we grow older we often forget the dreams we had as little children. Dreams that never were too big for your imagination. But as you grow up you see the world for what it truly is. And you finally understand why Peter Pan never wanted to grow up. You start living a life you never saw yourself having. And those dreams once dreamed become a faded memory. But don’t forget them because they are here to make us feel invisible.
My greatest dream may be to love the love of my life till the day I die. And letting the world remember us by attaching a lock to a love bridge with our initials on it. Maybe we’ll even live in London. Have a picnic with our children in Hyde Park. Or watch the sunrise at the beach together.
And even though I’m not the most spontaneous person, I would love to buy a random ticket for a flight or throw a dart at a map and travel to that destination. Maybe even learn the language of that country fluently. And when I don’t spend all my money on traveling I would go on a shopping spree without a budge, or better yet have my own clothing line.
Right now it may seem impossible but hold on to the dreams you once dreamed.
I used to dream about designing, styling or working at a magazine. I wanted people to feel great about themselves. I wanted to do that through clothes and fashion. Only once when I grew up did I say that I wanted to become a hairdressers. I remember it so well, but that dream faded as fast it came. I’m hurting my body while I’m doing something I never dreamed about becoming. Both mentally and physically. I have neck and shoulder pains, my hands dry up and hurt when they’re too long in water. I’ve spend thousands on chiropractor appointments only to suffer through a job I don’t even enjoy.
You are at the end of your teens when they ask you what you want to become. The time when you change your mind as fast as you changed your clothes. How can you know? And the dreams I had were unreachable. They are still so far away but so close to my heart.
I had a young customer once asking me what I wanted to do if money wasn’t a problem. He asked me if I wanted to do something different, and I answered no. But I wanted to scream from the top of my lungs, YES, I DO! I do want to do something different with my life! I want to look forward going to work. I want to have my own clothing line, and design clothes for women. I want to be my own boss and I want to be great at it!
Is it really an unreachable dream? Can dreams really come true?
I will never get sick of the days spent with you. Never regret that you can bring a smile on my face when I´m down. And loving when you call me ´your girl´ at the end of a sentence. I can never regret anything we’ve been through cause you bring me more happiness then I thought was possible. And when I dream of you, even after all these years, I still wish for all eternity with you.
I’ve waited so long for the days to turn longer, the leaves on the trees to turn green and the weather warm. Now I’ve got it all and trying so hard to enjoy the longer days, the green trees and the warm breeze. But I can’t help but to think that all that I’ve got now is going to fade and I’m lost standing left with short days, dying trees and cold winds.
Days turn into night and darkness into light. We fade away to the emptiness and stay till we’re next to nothing again.
The days turn shorter and the nights longer. We don’t change because we know something better is coming. The comfort is straining us, killing us one by one. We forget how to live and think we’ll die in peace. As if we’ve done everything our life has set up to offer us. At the times of need we looked away and didn’t take a chance.
Now we’re next to nothing and our lives have gone by without us blinking twice. We regret and wish we could turn it all back. To start over and take the chances we got when they knocked at our door. We lie our heads to rest every night wishing we could go back but in the end we go to sleep and remember that this was all just a dream.