Monday, February 28, 2011

Why Did Water Move Into The Respirometers

learned to live


























learned to live, despite the thorns
What I learned how to live
and when I learned to love? What
how I learned to suffer?
When? How? I do not know.


learned to look at the stars, shining dreams with them.
A look at the colors of the wind and taste the silence.
learned to turn dreams and hear about hearts,

with silent words, with a thousand shades of feelings.
When one day, the pain took my hand, I met in the face of sadness,
sorrow and tears went away, feeling the love and greatness.
Solitude, dear companion, which so frightened rejected,
showed me the peace and harmony of the moments that she was.
understood, the meaning of life, living love and misery,
feeling the joy and sadness, knowing the shortness of life.
learned the value of patience, calm the winds of my anger,
to fill with seas hope the darkest areas of my life.


Thus, I learned to live.
Therefore ... learn to live without thorns
not start today with the bones of yesterday!
Yesterday and every day and prior years have passed,
are buried in time.
And you can not change and nothing in them.


Would you have been thorns?
bring Do not drag! Because
pinchándote will not leave you every day until live.
There are thorns that can shake up throwing it in the hands of God.
spines are wounds to heal if you know you can really forgive.
But there are wounds that you can not cure all the love in this world.


Well, forget about ever!
Remove the magnifying glass you put up your troubles!
Move, scream, cry, breathe deeply and try to be happy! Anonymous




Dear friends, I love the roses in them I see my life, full of beauty but also of pain.
I am a woman grateful to God for all the beautiful and the bad that I lived.
Sometimes the pain is great, but the love that surrounds me overcome and alleviate the pain.
I thank God for my destiny, because everyone was there, waiting for the right time for our paths cross filling my soul with joy, friendship, love and knowledge that each day I give.
With love and respect.
I'll be part of this week, was one year rather gray and gave me a ride, so I'm going to take about 15 days, I'm mom and my daughters are my worship and I am also wife and me to travel will do well, 4 years ago that I never leave home, the trip I do with my granddaughter and my oldest daughter.
when I get back I'll show you some pictures, it's nice to share nice moments.
I leave kisses to everyone and all my respect and love each of you, my friends as dear.
... ... ... ... ... .. BESOS
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NOEMI ... ... .. ... ... ....

Saturday, February 19, 2011

How To Hang Holdbacks

Ojitos de Amor




my sky My girl

love your look.

The subtle glow of your eyes
-visible reflection of your soul. Look

pure clear look.


I love your smile your beautiful smile!.

That has the power to heal my wounds dry my tears

numb my pain.

love your being, your whole being
angel of my life, Angel of my life.

In my nights are the moon that lights my path.

In my day the sun that warms my bones.

my soul, my dear.
're the strength that I require
in my infinite weakness. Tenderness

caressing my hands and hair.


drink fresh water when thirst torments me.
divine force, love force
because you my dear,
see and feel God. Ojitos


eyes clear as mine, as yours. We won a battle
,
with love, with your courage
you will. Ojitos


clear eyes of love. You


today and always my happiness.

My girl, my life, my being

my special girl.

Taty and Alfonso Thanks dear for making me such a beautiful song written.

Lyrics: Cascada
Taty Music and Voice: Alfonso Baro


Chain of Friendship and Respect Blogger



































A true friend is able to touch your heart from across the world.
with all my heart I thank all my friends than with their words my heart
giving warmth, laughter, sharing, letters, arts and personal experiences.
With love and respect the chain of friendship let bloggers to that of all
do our little space a place for all, before God we are all brothers.
No matter what race, creed or social status.
do not know his face but his big heart full of beautiful sentiments.
For those who wish to join this chain of friendship and respect blogger I leave.
with all my love. Besitos
God bless you all.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Brazialian Wax Chicago

The wind rose






















Photo
Noemi



If you sow an illusion
and water it with your love, and
Water sprout record
you a flower in its aroma and
Heat tuck you when something comes wrong.


If you sow an ideal in the land of perhaps
and fertilize with hatred
be difficult to start the wickedness of
Your soul has grown roots.


And my light with you as
Life is a garden where
good and evil are human
confused and do not always know how to choose.



And if you feel lost with your
Eyes have not seen, make them with
From your soul and find the quiet
You'll wind rose.


If you sow a friendship with pampering
abónala Plant them and patiently
Podal with truth and transplántala
With faith and grow as it needs time.


If you drunken of passion and not cool
your senses Your heart stutter
And maybe talk and not only the heat
The reason it is wise to count to ten.


And my light with you as
Life is a garden, where good
And the bad man is confused and
not always know how to choose.


And if you feel lost with your
Eyes have not seen, make them with
From your soul and find the quiet
Your compass rose be.


Kisses for everyone, God bless

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Water Under Floor Mats

A small red rose


















Photo
Naomi walked
down the street one day when I observed as dark clouds gathered in the sky, and saw then as the rain began to fall, quickly sought refuge at the same time as the gentle rain gradually became a hurricane.

found shelter under a ledge at the entrance of a house at the time the storm was falling harder and noise.

Then I saw a small red rose, beaten and bent by large drops of water constantly being flogged, and although this did not break, but with great resistance bear the great onslaught of rain and every one of its shock; expressed in large and heavy drops of water.

I was surprised to see how, despite the wind and rain, the little red rose bear the great punishment, without yielding one iota. In many instances, I see it fall, defeated by the fury of water, but yet again and straighten your bent stem by rain.

Passing rain, and watch as the sun rose from the dark clouds, I noticed with amazement as the small and fragile red rose was still in place, with its upright stem into the sky, proudly displaying its beautiful red petals, sign of his victory over the forces of nature, to which it belongs.

This made me reflect on my life, because remember how helpless the Rose fighting to continue standing before the storm, and after seeing how hard their struggle was, I recalled the difficulties he had in my life , and how many times he had felt that could not go, but seeing the red rose standing and victorious, I remembered that passage in the Bible, where Jesus tells us we are worth more than the flowers of the field and the birds of the sky, and thought, "If Jesus gave strength to that little red rose for the storm to pass, why have I to fear adversity?, For if Jesus did not let the rose that does not love does not walk and has no reason to endure the storm, how much more care of me, God's son and heir of eternal life? ".

Since then let anything scare me, frighten or discourage you, and every time you feel faint, I remember that little red rose, which showed me how much I'm worth and I have to fight hard in this world, but I remember the love that I have one who gave strength to the rose, so that he could resist.

A beautiful story that a friend sent me and wanted to share with my friends.
kisses to everyone, God bless.



Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Cartier Diamond Trinity Ring

When Heart speaks





















Eras for me my whole life

Part of my soul
and heart.
much I loved my Beloved

And I know you loved me
With all devotion.

I do not blame you for the way forward was just me Guilty

Immersed in my pain, I could not see


Your bitter tears to hide to give me courage.
searched for an escape from your sadness
And another comforted your heart
I suffered, I cried but I could not
To save my soul
Eras resentment for me, that love,
Able to withstand hail and gale
Piedras
That beat without Our Love

mercy I be alone in the storm
And yet my heart still
spent my life time and nothing consoled
your pain
Today when we look
In our eyes
are pure love. I'm still single and later

The storm did not end

Never noticed great love of our Blessed by an angel


our Lord God sent us.
my life I do not blame
The culprit was just me
For
dedicate this angel lives with soul and heart
result of our love.
my life I do not blame
You own my love.
If you are happy
There is joy in my heart, I am a happy woman
.
Your soul next to mine
He warms my days
As
not love my life Are you part of my heart.

kisses to all, God bless.