I saw her standing beside the receptionist desk at the ground floor on the first day of training.
Some 2 years back!
She with her purple handbag and denim jacket
And that curly, wavy hair!
The next thing I know, she was in the same training room as I was.
And that we will be going to the same project.
She was also the person who told me that in 2 weeks time I will start smoking!
Oh yes, she can really smoke!
My ever so sweet and beautiful Italian friend.
She is my age. (so that means she is old!)
She was my very first friend in the Netherlands.
I met her approximately a month after I stepped foot in this cold country.
She was one of the first few I met by myself.
Zoë with Zia Ari @ 1 month
Now, I say this again.
“How can I miss you if I won’t go away?”
You will go away. Move forward. Find your path.
Follow your dreams!
Keep in touch bella! Will miss you and your fans around! xx
I saw similar photos before but this one really cracked me.. and still does!
(Say, let us just replace the dog with Simba!)
Spain vs Italy
España vs Italia
Last night, the match between Spain and Italy was so tight that a billion or so viewers from across the world sat at the edge of their seats betting for their favorite country to win.
Then came that horrific missed from Italys Bonucci making him the villain!! Arrrrrrrrghhhhhh.. and the game stopped when Spain’s Navas took up the goal. (Yipeeee!!)
Yesterday, I received a message from my sister saying that she feels really unlucky. She was telling me about her fight with our mother. Again.
You see, we grew up in a home that was incomplete. No mother and no father. I guess some of us are just really lucky to live life like this.
It was crap.
A mother’s love radiates through her daughter’s smile.
Nothing can make a mother’s tiredness go away –
like the melting smile of her child.
Beautiful child, Kelsey.
Thank you to Lisa and Mischa Rossel-Aguilar for allowing me to use their photo. #hugs
Zoë and the mess
But Mama and Papa loves it!
Home is where the mess is..
With My Schatje
Here is a bit of us when we were just starting.
I created our own Facebook Group to keep our “fire” from burning facebook.
I was in Malaysia/Philippines. He was in The Netherlands.
I knew it was not really to his 100% approval, but he didn’t want to hurt me.
So he agreed.
We just thought as well that this will be a nice souvenir for the future.
We filled it up with songs – dedicated to one another.
I think we collected over a couple of hundreds songs!
There were also poems, and love notes.
A walk back down memory lane.
Schatje (Dutch) – term of endearment: sweety, baby