We all change. But when do we change? In one year, for sure. Or maybe in four months. Why not in one week?Yes, one week to put my thoughts together. And maybe to find a path.
I wouldn't be able to do that without the right people. Who believed in me, shouted at me to make me do things, got mad at me, helped me finding myself-I still have to work on this.
My family, my friends, my other family.
Thank you for being patient-sometimes I can be MAIA THE GREAT DISASTER.
How can you believe in the future if you don't look at the past?
A trip back to my childhood always cheers me up. When you forget how to play dollies, and tag, and hairdresser, and teacher, go to Jen's house and I promise you will learn all this again.
It was an intense break, the nostalgia was there, ready to come out-not that I didn't get enough love here!
But a mom's hug-any mom at this point!-can always help. Well, any hug can always help.
It was the most quiet New Year's I've ever had. But I enjoyed it better, I guess.
2010 was, let's say, a different year. and so will be 2011. let's hope for the best!
FREE HUGS.
