Dear friends who visit me.

Publicado por Patricio Varsariah el jueves, diciembre 24, 2015

What really matters is not possible big wins or big occasional successes, not even reach the goal we have set. What really counts are the continued efforts culminating in small successes, wins consecutive day ....

We are in Christmas, which means, date of meetings with family, with friends, meetings, parties, carols, talks, jokes, smiles, games, lunches, dinners, gifts, kisses, hugs, expressions of love multiply it is time to share, give and take, but also to remember, as always missing someone important in our lives, that we were never to return, and is, at this time, when they are most is present.

I wish you all much you enjoy this Christmas, decorate with the colors of the rainbow illusion, and many sweet savor, and if anything, we have problems, do not leave us bitter for them, try to forget, if only during this time, and then ... time will tell !!!

Because the world of my web is like a family in which we are linked between letters and friendship, for that matter, I can not help but wish you a merry Christmas full of love, peace and happiness, and comes packed with new projects the new year and wishes fulfilled.

Merry Christmas and 2016 !!!!!!!

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I do not know where in the world you will not even know if you exist. But I am excited to think that at some point someone will open your computer and come here to these letters. He read it and know that it is written for: Man or woman, young or old ... so what? I write these lines to someone who knows what it is to feel alone or lonely. These cards are for someone who needs a hug or afraid. A person who has seen some morning clear their mistakes and their consequences. Someone in the desire to be otherwise always stumble on the same stone, that surprises us because it is part of what we really are, even if not suspect. I write to discover who frequently excited / or with the heart spinning like a pinwheel wish but this hopeful recognize where the wind comes from.

Someone well understood that some days the world is very short and others imprisons his shadow, know also comprise heavy and leaden days when we are stuck, without direction or course and we need someone on our side grip the wheel. It is recognized in that effort rowing, paddling and rowing again until land appears on the horizon. These charts are for those who feel all that and more but do not dare leave the soul to hear those rhythms in samba.

You see, friend, stranger still, I was thinking how beautiful it would be that everyone else would have written a letter or a poem dedicated, inspired by it, created by its mere existence. And that all people sense that someone else would be remembered with affection, and not the most beautiful thing you have shown, but still having taught the monster that also house. The reason for these cards is you. You will not be one / or those who refer this following saying: "NOBODY IS MORE THAN ONE WHO ALONE HAS NEVER RECEIVED A LETTER"

My goal: to live is to live with all illusion, as high-flying balloon. Spotting the view from the top, appreciating the beauty beneath my feet, carefully observing everything my way, so no one hurt me. Just so I can feel free, like the moon loves the sea, and the air in your eyes, as the land under the sun. My dream is a world of feelings, the sorrows, laughing, crying, smiles, is the most certain way.