This week is easy. Being here is happiness. Simple as. This is not to say the list will be long… happiness is in the small things 🙂
About moi, I lived in the Algarve for 7 years. See how the number keeps appearing in my life? I was happy here. I was happy without knowing it and I was happy while fully aware of it. This became my first home away from home and I thought about living here permanently not really realising what that meant. I indulged in lazy Sundays with cat cuddles and slaved away in late nights of Uni work in the same measure. I studied and worked and partied and went to the beach at lunchtime and in the early evening when the light is beautiful and the sea welcomes you tenderly. I moved here a little girl and I left more of a woman, bag filled with smiles and memories and the pain of growing up tucked gently on the sides as if it could be forgotten but not quite.
:: the four of us, in order of appearance: Dad, Mum, yours truly, little brother.
:: in the Algarve, Portugal.
:: a tan. with me already 🙂
:: sunshine. in spite of the rain.
:: how we annoy in each other while still enjoying being together more than not being together. that's family love for you.
:: little brother working away on his laptop and asking my opinion.
:: Dad reading the paper. and reading more papers. I think they write papers just for him.
:: Mum humming old Portuguese songs like when we were little.
:: Portuguese food. there's nothing like it!
:: the feeling of home.
I hope you've had an amazing Easter, just as happy as mine. I had Easter almonds given by Dad, as every year; except that these were my favourite and they're now all gone… hihihi!