Life taught me to fight every day to continue without looking back making inroads among thorns and believe that bad things can change, teaches us every second you can not stop, we must continue and overcome pain, even if it hurts the heart if we always fall get up.

Thinking about my thoughts I have come to the conclusion that the beginning of time when nothing existed. When even time existed because nobody had invented anything to bring the account. When the man did not exist, in the middle of the universe were gathered vices and virtues which later populate humans in varying degrees. It is often difficult to understand our own feelings, so contradictory goals. But when you really inquire into the depths of the heart, when really we get in the end, we see clearly what we feel.

In life, every moment is framed with an emotional charge, with a feeling. A smile, a look, a hug, a tear. Loads that are stored and accumulate in memory, which overlap and entangle, that make us doubt what we feel. And often, those burdens weigh more than what a person believes endure this burden crushes you, makes you kneel and will not let you fly. No lets you breathe or think clearly, you can only mourn, finding solution. We can remain a prisoner under the loads, moments, or unwrap one layer at these loads. Shelling and delete, archive and release. Getting lonely what you really want, those things you want to save until the end of the day, those things you remember and automatically make you smile. Those hugs lying in bed bathed in sunshine, these loud until sunset, these passionate kisses in the moonlight or just those heartfelt glances. Those long conversations and those games. Search inside each buried feelings and find true substance. I know the bad times can not be deleted, even though I try, I myself have trying. But that serves you live prisoner of those moments that you mourn it every time you remember it, nothing.

In life you have to be honest mistakes, but always correct. You have to express what you feel, let fly those bad moments, release, that often are not as bad as you think, are just a mistake. when only leaves you and your true feelings, you realize what you feel, what you need, what you miss, what you do not value and should, what your mistakes. And you must act accordingly. It is often difficult to understand our own feelings, so contradictory tantos.Pero when you really inquire into the depths of the heart, when we actually put on the ends, we see clearly what we feel.

The coexistence, routine, fatigue everyday, everyday problems or jeopardize our relationship. Over time, usually when we think we have a stable and solid partner, we stop worrying about our relationship and we neglect the small details that are essential to keep love.

Patience is not passive in suffering, not react or simply hold it: it's strength to accept with serenity the pain and evidence that life puts at our disposal for continuous internal progress. Sometimes the rush prevent us from enjoying the present. Enjoy every moment is only possible with patience a virtue we can develop and allow us to live without haste. Patience allows us to see clearly the source of the problems and the best way to solve them. Patience is the virtue by which we endure with serene evils and the vicissitudes of life, lest they lose the serenity of soul abandon property that has lead us to secure other greater.

It is a very different under the mere passivity before suffering; is not a not react, nor simply endure: it is part of the virtue of fortitude, and leads to accept with serenity the pain and trials of life, large or small. Then identify our will with the divine "spark" that proceed, and that allows us to remain faithful in the midst of persecutions and trials, and is the foundation of the greatness of mind and joy that is sure do what their conscience dictates.