When days don’t go the way I want. When work piles up in my desk. When my boss makes me want to scream… When I want to have a day only to take care of me but need to pay attention to everybody else… I think of my mom’s garden, her flowers, and all tender and care she puts in its maintenance. Her garden (like all her yard, indeed) is like a fourth child: takes her lots of time and energy, but every new flower represents a big success and a huge pride. With her flowers she puts away all her stress and that seems to work with me too…
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1 Bookmarks about Portugal // Nov 2, 2008 at 2:15 am
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