💏 2° DIA LUA DE MEL 💏
.... De manhã acordei sozinha na cama , tomei um baita susto ao ver a funcionária do prédio no meu quarto... Ela se desculpou por me acordar , eu falei que ficasse tranquila pois já era hora de levantar ... Então ela me explicou pq estava lá .
Ela disse que Miguel saiu cedo e deu ordens para que levasse meu café da manhã no quarto e colocar uma caixa em cima da cama ( era um vestido e um bilhete que dizia: aceita jantar comigo anoite?) O vestido era fantástico... Ameiiiiii ... Eu pedi que ela tomasse café da manhã comigo e ficamos conversando , o nome dela é Lorena e tem 17 anos. Ficamos batendo papo ...depois troquei de roupa e escutei a voz de Miguel na recepção sair correndo pra dar a resposta do bilhete ...pulei em seus braços e disse que aceitava sim jantar com ele e agradeci pelo café da manhã e o colar de pérola. (Ownt estou vivendo um conto de fadas )
Miguel disse então vamos agora no shopping passear e se divertir para o dia passar rápido pois quero ansiosamente que chegue logo anoite😏💕 ... Chegando lá entramos em algumas lojas e almoçamos também. Que dias inesquecíveis estou vivendo👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
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She looked at her screen with her dark brooding eyes, a smile lifted at the corner of her mouth. She had found her escape for the night. Not choosing to listen to her mind she worked hard to shut it up. It had become a ritual after her husband’s death. More of a fierce craving, without it she could not even imagine surviving now.
Her eyes were glued to her meal for the night which seemed too relishing after such a hectic day. It had been three months after his accident and she had managed a job against his job. It was her choice to join the office because she wanted to provide for their six-month-old daughter.
She raised her head to check if she was asleep.
“Umm... the nanny is managing her well, I must give her a raise next month”, she thought returning her gaze back to the screen.
The screen displayed the list of darkest books of all times and she had savored the best for today – their anniversary! It said – ‘If this book is not a mark of honor for a disturbing book, I don’t know what is.’
With a diabolical chuckle she started with it, consuming every word, deeply engrossed and came to a point where she started living it. She wasn’t just reading it now but she felt like the protagonist, strong, mastermind cold murderer. Nothing could stand in her way, she was above everyone.
Just then she heard a screech, “Oh, so the devil is up!” she exclaimed.
She rose from her place and advanced towards the six-month-old infant. “Nasty little thing, she thinks she can control MY life. Her father should’ve taken her along. My life could’ve been less problematic, but it’s never too late to mend, isn’t it?” she said rolling her eyes.
She had the perfect angel face – dark brown eyes, pointed nose, and dimpled chin just like her father, but nothing made any difference today.
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🇬🇧🇬🇧The cuirassiers regiment is an italian specialized force of the Carabinieri force. Their role is that of honor guard of the president of the republic, and their origins date back to many centuries ago.
The first traces of Savoy's personal squires are in the fourteenth century. However, the cuirassiers were born under the duchy of Emanuele Filiberto (1553-1580). He conceived a regiment of 50 men responsible for his security who fought for the first time in the battle of San Quentin.
In 1630 the department expanded, reaching 400 men divided into 4 companies, one of which, the "armors of his highness company" was dedicated to the protection of the sovereign himself. They were the first real cuirassiers.
The specialized regiment was made official in 1868 in Florence. It consisted of 80 carabinieri on horseback whose first task was to escort Princess Margherita di Savoia to the cathedral of her marriage to Prince Umberto.
The regiment thus became the only one specialized in the protection of the king until 1946, when it was dissolved due to the escape of Umberto II. He was recreated under the name of "Carabinieri Guards Squadron" on May 11 1948 with the election of Luigi Einaudi as the first president of the Italian Republic.
From here on the regiment did not see substantial changes, except that in 1990, when they officially took the name of Cuirassiers regiment, name with which it is known today -Alfiere
След 3 години само онлайн познанство, днес най-после успях да се срещна на живо с един изключително ценен и обичан от мен човек! ❤
Ето затова ще съм благодарен винаги на бизнеса, с който се занимавам, понеже благодарение на него, имам възможността не само да контактувам винаги с нови и различни хора, но и за възможността някои от тях да се превръщат в страхотни приятели! ❤
Иве, ти си една прекрасна личност и всеки, който те познава, трябва да бъде щастлив от този факт! ☀ През всичките тези години си ме подкрепяла и в хубавите и в тежките моменти! Давала си ми постоянно съвети във всякакъв план, включително и житейски, където сигурно има още много да уча... 😀
Когато разбрах, че днес ще е единствената възможност да се видим, веднага организирах идването си до София! Радвам се, че имам толкова ценен приятел като теб! ❤
Everything real in my life begins and ends with stories.
Even my husband.
We met when he found me online to coach and direct his solo show. We joke that this was our version of online dating.
It’s funny how many of my closest friends started out as former clients of mine who came to me seeking help in telling their stories.
My daughter grew up in a household filled with storytellers, actors, solo performers and writers who were constantly in and out of my studio.
I remember how kind they all were to her.
My life is one that is defined through stories, as I believe all of ours are in various ways.
Stories contain human patterns and human patterns contain stories. Our brains respond to information better if it is presented to us in story form. We are literally wired for stories.
I’ve had the great good fortune to center most of my life around stories and the people who write and tell them.
I too am one of those people.
Somewhere around four years ago, I started to diffuse my essence.
I began to focus too much on listening to other's advice. I sought out business coaches who told me all my systems and structures were wrong. (They were, haha!) I hired a super fancy web designer to make me an overly complicated website.
Somewhere along the way, probably because I’m a suggestible empath, I shifted my business more towards, well, business.
I knew that it would serve the creatives I work with who generally are like me, in need of support around things like finding enough people to work with and creating enough income from our art.
All was fine and dandy, except for the fact that I allowed it to get out of balance. It wasn’t intentional, but I began to lose my way.
Also, I became unhappy. I’m not suited for too much business, just enough business to support my passion and my heart which lives in story coaching, directing, performing and writing.
My best days are still filled with stories. When I’m writing and working with other writers, when I spend a day in a deep dive with a solo performer or when I train a story coach to hold deep space for tender moments, I'm completely at one with my essence.