from my sister I got these (virtual) flowers and she also quote me a poem...
' The woman I call sister
Is someone who is there
The woman I call sister
Is someone who always cares.
The woman I call sister
Can make me smile when times are blue
The woman I call sister
Is someone very true.
The woman I call sister
By choice, is my best of friend
The woman I call sister
Will be there till the end.
The woman I call sister
Is the blessing from God above
The woman I call sister
Is the Sister that I will always L.O.V.E...'
...and the real flowers arrived too: :)
Ranunculus = Boglarka
Please meet Boglarka = Ranunculus a.k.a - Buttercup. I sort of like that my name means Ranunculus. Such a cute flower, doesn't it?! :)
Suitcase of a soldier
If this suitcase could tell us some stories... 1976 - the first year of my father's military service. He used this suitcase to travel home and back to the service. Just unbelievable! :) I looooooove these kind of stories. And since he knows my obsession for vintage finds, he searched at the attic and gave it to me.
Even he told me that there is - at my grandmother's place - also the box (there were no suitcases at that time in the army) that my grandfather used, when he was in military service. :) Can't wait to see it!
Imagine a new story
As my first post, I wanted to make it special. So here you go, an inspiring and wonderful quote from the great Paulo Coelho.
Read it, Feel it, Live it!
I wish you can start living your story in a way I started to do so a couple of months ago!
...P.S. ...sometimes, I still cannot believe it... :)
