Children's day went by, and already Portugal's day came. Thus the days are passing by. But still... I'm in peace. And I control that crolling. I feel like I'm leaving my self sorted out in here, with all the possible calmness and certainty. I'm good.
Yesterday, I had my official dancing goodbye day.
I don't stop that often, but yesterday coming and going allowed me a 10 minute pause for observing: nostalgy found me.
Already a nostalgy of dancing with You, of holding You all in my arms. But, as always, You were there. Thank you.
Still that hug.
Greatfulness? Eternal: to my parents!
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