My Family 

 

My parents left their home town a long time ago.

When they decided to move to Rio de Janeiro I was only 6 six years old, 

so I grew up very far from all my relatives... My family is quite small, I

 have only one brother and only one nephew.

*Sigh*

 

Sometimes I dream about having a huge family.. I wonder  how it would be

to have all of them gathered around a table chatting and chirping just like

happy little birds... All my relatives live in João Pessoa, a  small city located

at Northeast of Brazil. It's a lovely city by the sea and from now and then

when I have a chance to escape the big urban center I go back to my roots

and to my enchanting little town. It's wonderful to be  there surrounded

by my entire family: 4 aunties, 5 uncles and lots of cousins!

 

Brazilian families hardly get separeted, I mean, the young members of

each family usually go to schools and  universities which are located very

 near to their homes and then they usually marry and settle down near

their parents! I've gone to school/university  in Rio de Janeiro, I got

married here and now I live just a block away from my parent's place! 

 

A family is a patchwork of love...

Each member being a quilt piece, each heart being a source of affection...

The thread and the needle being a commitment to respect one another, 

keeping the friendship bonds..

 

This would be the most wonderful recipe of a loving family, unfortunatelly

 we know that this is not always possible.... 

 

Love is the answer, love is the unique source...

 

Perhaps love   Perhaps love is like a resting place A shelter from the storm if exists to give you comfort it is there to keep you warm and in those times of trouble when you are most alone the memory will bring you home Perhaps love is like a window perhaps an open door it invites you to come closer

 it wants to show you more

and even if you lose yourself

and don't lnow what to do

the memory of love will see you thru

Oh love to some is like a cloud

to some as strong as steel

for some a way of living

for some a way to feel

and some say love is holding on

and some say let it go 

and some say love is everything

some say they don't know

perhaps love is like the ocean

full of conflict, full of pain

like a fire when it1's cold outside

thunder when it rains

itI should live forever

and all my dreams come true

my memories of love will be of you

And some say love is holding on

and some say letting on

and some say love is everything

some say they don't know

 

John Denver

 

 

Thank you Mary for these so inspired graphics!

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