Silent smiles, downward winks— a pulse, a rush of something unnamed. A glimpse of love, the hush of peace, the soft sunrise of hope.
Little triumphs shimmer within this golden cage— a secret handshake, a quiet nod of assurance.
Tiny joys, quiet victories, rippling through my chest, nourishing the fragile thread of hope. I gather them— my moments, my space, my sacred souvenirs from the life that almost was.
A life shaped before I knew how to shape one for myself.
Yesterday made me realize just how much your friendship means to me.
With you, I can truly be myself, yet I’m afraid of being swept away. I want to face things on my own, but knowing you’re always there behind me gives me strength.
BFF, if I could have only one friend in this world, I’d wish for it to be you.
Not so long ago, I encountered Love—beautiful, sweet, and naïve. I wanted to embrace Love, but I hesitated, afraid of its fragility, its tenderness.
Years have passed, and once again, we find ourselves at a crossroads. My heart quickens, skipping a beat or two. Love looks different now, more mature, with stories etched in the lines of its face, stories of the Love we once knew.We tried to hold on, but Love had its own path to follow, new priorities to set.
Love is now here and there, sometimes lingering at the edge of a memory, smiling softly. Love is the wet lick of a furry friend on your cheek, a fleeting warmth that catches you by surprise. It’s the sun, the wind, and sometimes, the storm that rages within.
Love never truly ends; it simply changes, evolves, finding new ways to touch our lives.
When I was younger, I always envisioned an angel as having long blonde hair, wearing a white dress, and possessing fluffy wings. She had a beautiful smile that could lighten any load.
But as I grew older, I realized that angels come in many forms—short, tall, Black, white, men, women, or anything in between.
It maybe a kind face that is willing to give you a smile
An angel is more than just a celestial being; it’s a metaphor for a blessing, a symbol of hope, and a source of light that can make you smile when life feels hard to define.
We are all angels in our own way.
As my favorite author once said, “We are like angels with one wing; we need each other to be able to fly.”
Love, kindness , compassion and prayers is all we need to get through those days that are very challenging
So, choose to be an angel in someone’s life today.
Known as the “castle on the cliff,” Reid Palace exudes both elegance and history.
The pink castle that speaks of glamour, elegance and history
Winston Churchill and Princess Stefanie of Monaco once graced its halls, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. With two main restaurants, William Restaurant and Villa Cipriani, along with a gastro bar and pool terrace for afternoon tea, Reid Palace promises a culinary journey like no other.
Upon our arrival in Madeira, we eagerly booked a table at Villa Cipriani, fully embracing the dress code emailed to us prior.
Dinner for tonight Dress to the nineth
Excitement filled the air as we stepped into the grandeur of Villa Cipriani’s interior, reminiscent of a scene from a 1950s film.
It’s classy
So enchanting was the atmosphere that we hesitated to even take out our cellphones for a photo, only succumbing to temptation when the exquisite dishes arrived.
Every bite was a heavenly delight, except for Jen’s risotto, which leaned a tad too heavily on the cheesy side.
However, dessert more than made up for any minor misstep, leaving us in awe of the culinary craftsmanship. From the impeccable service to the magnificent flavors, our experience at Reid Palace was nothing short of extraordinary.
Seasonal salads and the house made cookiesMix fried seafoods, risotto shrimps and lobster pasta
We travel to make memories , we travel to experience the elegance that this world can offer