We are born little and helpless, in need of care and affection. Sweet and tender, with eyes eager to discover the world.
We do not know what we are and where we are going. But most of all with whom. Who will accompany us on our way, when we are old enough to no longer need the hand of mothers and fathers, to learn to walk, step by step, fall after fall. Friends, fake friends, people who want to take something from us, but others, who want to give us a smile, and others who will try to remove it.
Day after day we grow, we become, we form. We are constantly evolving.
We sharpen the nails and character. We fight, dream, suffer, love, shout, laugh and cry.
We have "time no" and "those yes", those that make us more and more desire to achieve our goals and to realize all our dreams.
We have that power in the soul, that when we're on the ground, we will always raise. Even when we believe that we have hit bottom, when we will think of not succeeding. But we will rise, more fortified than before, and we will resume our journey. Step by step, like when we were little.
"Being a woman is so fascinating. It's an adventure that takes such courage, a challenge that is not bored. You' ll have so many things to be taken if born a woman. To begin with, you' ll have to beat you to argue that if God exists could also be an old woman with white hair or a beautiful girl. Then you' ll have to beat you to explain that sin was not born the day when Eve plucked the apple: that day arose a great virtue called disobedience. Finally you' ll have to beat to prove that inside that body smooth and round there is an intelligence that asks to be listened to."
So on this special day, in which 26 years ago was born a little princess with doe eyes, which has become a little woman, I hope to always have that strength, that smile, that light in the eyes and the sweetness, hidden (but that is), in spite of everything.
Happy Birthday Princess!
We do not know what we are and where we are going. But most of all with whom. Who will accompany us on our way, when we are old enough to no longer need the hand of mothers and fathers, to learn to walk, step by step, fall after fall. Friends, fake friends, people who want to take something from us, but others, who want to give us a smile, and others who will try to remove it.
Day after day we grow, we become, we form. We are constantly evolving.
We sharpen the nails and character. We fight, dream, suffer, love, shout, laugh and cry.
We have "time no" and "those yes", those that make us more and more desire to achieve our goals and to realize all our dreams.
We have that power in the soul, that when we're on the ground, we will always raise. Even when we believe that we have hit bottom, when we will think of not succeeding. But we will rise, more fortified than before, and we will resume our journey. Step by step, like when we were little.
"Being a woman is so fascinating. It's an adventure that takes such courage, a challenge that is not bored. You' ll have so many things to be taken if born a woman. To begin with, you' ll have to beat you to argue that if God exists could also be an old woman with white hair or a beautiful girl. Then you' ll have to beat you to explain that sin was not born the day when Eve plucked the apple: that day arose a great virtue called disobedience. Finally you' ll have to beat to prove that inside that body smooth and round there is an intelligence that asks to be listened to."
So on this special day, in which 26 years ago was born a little princess with doe eyes, which has become a little woman, I hope to always have that strength, that smile, that light in the eyes and the sweetness, hidden (but that is), in spite of everything.
Happy Birthday Princess!
