Paths on Pause.

        And there she was wondering what tomorrow had in store for her.

She did believe in miracles, but she also knew it was only normal for sometimes, only sometimes, for her heart to give up on hope.



She seemed to have countless dreams to conquer, but each one standing in her way like an obstacle undefeatable, nevertheless, she tried, hoped, and willed for one day, just one-fine-day, for at least one dream to come true.



Her ambition was where her contentment lived. Working on something she believed and watching thoughts turn themselves around and become glittering reality was a feeling indescribable. But there then came more important factors in life that may have put those paths on pause. And maybe that was just a wake up call?

To my one and only.

 

Nephew. I <3 you.="">

I love you with all my heart,

Till death do us part.

You are the sunshine on the darkest days,

You are the cause of bringing a smile to my face when my happiness is gone astray.

The warmest hug I’ve ever received, is from you my little one with tiny little teeth.

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As soon as she stepped into her house the warmth of her nephew’s hug rapidly sent a smile to her face.

He tugged her dress and with his tiny fingers and pulled her signifying that he wanted her to walk with him to the boxes of toys where he went looking for a Minnie mouse.



“3amo, were Minnie?” he asked her. She looked at him puzzled.



She was not sure why he was asking her where his toy was until a few minutes later, when his nanny secretly gave him a wrapped object, to later turn around and find her nephew walking towards her with a ‘Minnie and Mickey’ cuddly toy wrapped in crisp transparent cellophane and stark red silk ribbon.



“3mo, this for you.” He handed the gift towards her. “3mo (Minnie) and 3abady (mickey)” he said with a smile.



Illlooovvveeeyyyooouuu!!!!

A Bridal Shower she hosted.

A month of planning, 5 shopping trips and 3 checklists later KH’s (my sister/cousin) bridal shower commenced with full flare.

We celebrated K’s bridal shower on the 11th of May in pastels and florals, with lots of friends, glitter, cotton candy, balloons and smiles.

We wore dramatic floral headbands, creatively crafted by the fabulous @fashionistic_observer. (Who is also known as my partner in crime) and we sipped on chilled milk rose drinks that left the girls only craving for more!!

It’s always lovely to have to gather family and friends around for food and fun, that’s all I’m cooped up doing these days. What can I say I’m experimenting my fashionable skills everywhere:p

We love you K and wish you a life full of love, happiness, and health! mwah!



Because true love is not seasonal.

  and that is what you are to me. 
 and forever you shall be. 
 resting in my heart. 
 piling up more to the already existing memories. 

 it's those mornings that we cherished, it was a trademark that    was set. 
 it was the 90's fabulous outing, it was just like ravishing red.

#youaremyforeverlove and forever you shall be. 

Excuse my exaggeration but this is the best coffee in town; well at least for me.  

Last year this time.

We were in a different place running behind countless dreams and today here we are again in a different place running behind altered dreams.

Time changes everything. And I mean everything. Your looks, your habits, your character your visions, your thoughts and maybe many more other things.

They also say that time is a great healer; it heals the broken memories, and helps you discover that the change time bought was perhaps maybe a good one. For us, emotional beings, this is a something that is hard to get over; I.E: the change time brings.

Change (verb): definition? Easy to understand, however, the definition of change in action is sometimes very painful in an unjustifiable way thus, I shall let each of you reflect on your experiences and that should explain. . . The damage time has made.

   

Breakfasts she hosts

Every now and then .. On a Saturday morning we gather all dressed up for a homey heartwarming breakfast with the family.

#nothinglikeit  

The un-existed so called perfection.

People chase it, look for it, and try to achieve it but how can you run behind the non - achievable?

The life we live in graces good, beautiful, pretty but nothing's perfect.

Things that we create, lives that we make, stories that we tell, dreams that we wish are all in favor for perfection, but if you look closely nothing really is.

You will always find a crack in the house that was built with the best cement. An annoying habit in a beautiful person, a un - thought- of mistake in a perfectly planned event.

There will always be that evident (minus) in the most fabulous (plus) nevertheless we should still hope. Because that's what keeps us going. Because that drives the 'I will try again next time to not repeat that mistake' thought and this helps shape ourselves into growing to be better people in this toxic world.

For me, I would leave it as 'hoping for perfection' as I am an individual who has rested her worries and thoughts of tomorrow on hope and only that.