Hello ... is quite a bit 'but will not write that I am determined to continue to constantly update the blog. The day after my last post I left for Capizzone, facilitators for the courses, but I will talk about this later.
After these courses the urge to update this blog has gone because I wanted to take a break and read what I had written up to that moment ... I wanted to understand if you were making progress ... if my goal was merely descriptive of my situation or could be useful to someone else.
I found that with a little 'advertising, the blog is read, and many find themselves in what I write.
make me compliments for the various discussion questions although not always understand my praise and sad tone.
Today I want to talk about the mixed feelings that I experienced: just finished playing the semi-finals in Italy. Italy won ... I had a contrasting cheering .... I will not deny it, I as an Italian I would have preferred that the national team lost.
For a purely selfish reason.
My reasoning is bleak: that sense of celebrating a victory if it is not celebrated with the person you love? what is the point to think that when Italy is marked by a person other than me that is embracing and kissing the person I love?
E 'selfish I know ... but when Italy wins or marks ... I can even pretend to rejoice, but without that great spirit of joy and determination that characterizes the other hand standing next to me who should be celebrated by jumping and shouting.
My heart as the body strives to rejoice, remains fixed and missing an important part: her.
As you can see the steps forward are very few .... but gradually it goes on ... or at least I hope. Hello
After these courses the urge to update this blog has gone because I wanted to take a break and read what I had written up to that moment ... I wanted to understand if you were making progress ... if my goal was merely descriptive of my situation or could be useful to someone else.
I found that with a little 'advertising, the blog is read, and many find themselves in what I write.
make me compliments for the various discussion questions although not always understand my praise and sad tone.
Today I want to talk about the mixed feelings that I experienced: just finished playing the semi-finals in Italy. Italy won ... I had a contrasting cheering .... I will not deny it, I as an Italian I would have preferred that the national team lost.
For a purely selfish reason.
My reasoning is bleak: that sense of celebrating a victory if it is not celebrated with the person you love? what is the point to think that when Italy is marked by a person other than me that is embracing and kissing the person I love?
E 'selfish I know ... but when Italy wins or marks ... I can even pretend to rejoice, but without that great spirit of joy and determination that characterizes the other hand standing next to me who should be celebrated by jumping and shouting.
My heart as the body strives to rejoice, remains fixed and missing an important part: her.
As you can see the steps forward are very few .... but gradually it goes on ... or at least I hope. Hello
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