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Asaaaaa…. cam lunga absenta, acum este timpul pentru povestit. Sa incepem cu o poveste de dragoste? reluam de unde am ramas? Nu stiu. Pot doar sa va spun ca viata iti poate oferi mai mult decat ai visat vreodata, atunci cand te astepti mai putin.

Povestea de dragoste nu este total atipica, dar este personala si imi este draga.

Un foc ce mocnea, s-a aprins cu o forta din ce in ce mai mare. Un drum presarat cu aventuri, cu oameni luminosi si adevarati, cu locuri magice, cu experiente din ce in ce mai frumoase. Clipe surprinzatoare traite din plin. O poveste frumoasa, fireasca, adevarata. Un moment in care timpul s-a oprit si am fost numai doi pe lume . O decizie fireasca si … s-a nascut un proiect: marele eveniment.

Milioane de idei, milioane de posibilitati, milioane de planuri.

Si cu toate astea, in permanenta dorinta de a ramane la esente simple si elegante. Dorinta de a pune din noi in tot ce facem. Dorinta de a impartasi bucuria noastra, de a ilustra o lume vrajita in care traiesc printi si printese de undeva de dincolo de timp.

Detalii, oameni, locuri, au inceput sa se lase prinse intr-o hora magica, fiecare adaugand cate un ingredient ales anume ca sa se infaptuiasca vraja.  Am simtit ca lumea ar fi cantat acelasi cantec ce ne facea pe noi sa vibram. Am crezut ca tot si toate viseaza acelasi vis cu noi.

Si a venit ziua. Acea zi in care orele s-au umplut de culoare si de suflet. In care marul s-a transformat in castel, soriceii in cai pur sange si dovleacul in caleasca.

Nu fugiti de fericire. Primiti-o cu bratele deschise si nu ezitati sa visati cu ochii deschisi. Bucurati-va de tot ce este in jur. Bucuria vine cu lucrurile mici. Prindeti din zbor sclipirile si cautati curcubeul, pentru ca pentru fiecare, la capatul sau este ceea ce cauta.

Cu drag,

Prietena voastra.

PS:

Multumesc Alex Csiki pentru o poveste nemuritoare prinsa intr-o fotografie (bratarile sunt cele pe care le-am folosit eu in basmul meu alb)

Thanks Alex Csiki for a timeless story trapped in a photo ( theee are the bracelets that I used in my white fairytale )

http://www.sepiart.eu/

http://artphotostudiobucharest.blogspot.com/

Soooooo…… a bit long the absence, wright? Now it’s time for stories. Shall we start with a love story? Shall we continue from where we were? I really don’t know. I can only say that life can give more than you can ever dream, and when you least expect it.

The love story is not so atypical, but its personal and dear to my heart.

An old smoking fire got bigger and bigger. A road sprinkled with adventures, beautiful and true persons, magical places, experiences of growing beauty. Surprising moments, fully lived. A true, natural story.  One moment that time stopped and we were the only two people in the world. A natural decision and… a project appeared: the great event.

Million ideas, million possibilities, million plans.

And yet, in constant search for the simple, elegant essences. The desire to put a part of us in all. The desire to share our joy, to illustrate an enchanted world somewhere beyond time where princes and princesses live.

Details, people, places, began to get trapped in a magical dance, each one adding chosen ingredients to complete the spell.We felt like the whole world sang the same song as we did. We believed that everything and anyone dreamed the same dream as we did.

And the day came. That day the hours were filled with with soul and colors. The day that the apple turned in a grand castle, the mice turned into purebred horses, and the pumpkin turned into a carriage.

Don’t run away from happiness. Welcome it with open arms and do not hesitate to daydream. Take joy in everything around you. The real joy comes with little things. Catch the fly flashes and always  look for the rainbow. You will always find what you are looking for if you believe. 

With love,

Your friend.

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