Two more days....

Two people getting ready to take the next step into a common future. The white dress and the dark blue suit are waiting to make their owners beautiful, the flowers are being prepared, the guests are waiting in awe. The golden rings are shining so brightly, symbolizing eternity.

This celebration of love will mark a fantastic event in the lives of Tito and Willow.

Waiting...

Nothing makes the time pass slowlier than waiting for that special someone.

Dreaming...

Only Tito can make me smile like that.

Walking hand in hand

Walking together with Tito hand in hand. Absorbing the beauty of the small handicraft village. A man with a donkey walking past us on the dirt road. A parrot greeting us from a nearby tree. The smell of tacos and fried banana. The sun kissing our skin, making it a little bit darker. Willow kissing Tito with an "I love you."

Swimming

Deliciously clear, deep blue water. Moonfish, sunrays reflected in a beautiful multi-coloured coral reef. Tranquility. Air bubbles. Scubadivers holding hands in the Caribbean. Getting ready to go back on the shore for a feast of tropical fruits under the coconut trees.

There's nothing like a holiday for lovers.

Waking up

I've been hibernating for so long. Autumn, winter, spring.... Finally it's time to wake up. I am in Titonia. Happy. Endlessly happy. Hugs, kisses, smiles. I'm home. Home is where Tito is.

Sleeping

Dreaming peacefully with a smile on my face. Nothing is like coming home and sleeping in my old bed. Waking up. Familiar kitchen-noices. My mother is about to make a delicious breakfast. Will miss this tomorrow, when I go back to my other home.

A letter

A much awaited letter. Dated on the 18th of April 2008. Arrived in the hands of its recipient on the 9th of May the same year. A letter about to change the lives considerably for at least two persons. Love is stronger than bureaucracy.

Early morning memory

It's been raining all night. The air feels fresh and cool. On my way to work, something makes me think about my old teacher in religion. An eccentric lady indeed. She used to ride her bike a lot, and on rainy days she was riding it in a way that would make you think she'd had one or two martinis too many.

One day she gave us the explanation: she was only trying to avoid running over the rain worms having crawled onto the street in order to save themselves from a rather wet death. The lady was truly living by the motto: "Thou shalt not kill."

Wednesday night

A glass or three of red wine in good company. I couldn't think of a better way to spend the night. Better than reading children's books, at least for a night. Thanks for inviting me, Ms. M. :-)

Unfortunate time-arrangement

All of a sudden there is a day which doesn’t exist every year. Like if it went on a four year holiday, and then came back to say hello. I used to have a classmate who is born on the 29th of February, meaning she has lived four times less birthdays than the rest of us. Today will not be added to my monthly paycheck, because it’s a day that’s not supposed to be here. I’m actually working for free. Next time I find myself waking up to a day that doesn’t normally exist; I’ll consider staying in bed the entire day until a real day shows up.

Barely breathing - not dead yet

I really do miss blogging. That's why I haven't deleted Willow's Adventures yet or proclaimed it dead. My blog used to give me a lot of joy. It was always somewhat thrilling to enter it to see if anyone had left me a comment.

Then I moved to a new placed. A new, temporary home. And there was no internet access. Being a temporary home, I decided not to invest in broadband. Six months later, I still live in my internet-free, temporary home.

So I go to work, on a Sunday, to use the connection there. In a permanent home, whenever that can be spoken of, there most certainly will be internet access and therefore also new adventures told by Willow.