Today I want to tell you about another dream.
Outside is the storm seems to be back in the winter. But, this time mad I do not care, I swear. I will not let you throw me away and the rain off the merry flame that warms my heart. Spring is just around the corner, pass these cold days, will return to cool air and perfume. As it did last week, leaving us a foretaste of that delicious flavor will soon have our lives.
After months of work and commitment, it seems that our dream has really taken shape. It is no longer a creature of both our fantasies. There costing nearly a year of work, travel back and forth effortlessly. But in the end, the beautiful dream of living in nature, breathing clean air and quiet of the ancient Lebanese mountains, the biblical mountain white, with which, often, was identified paradise, seems to be very close.
Sunday, we got in the car early in the morning. First, we wanted the children enjoyed a wonderful day, as indeed it was. Ilaria did not put a foot inside the house for four consecutive hours. And then, Pierre wanted to take advantage of the warm spring Sunday to complete a few odd jobs along with some workers. He likes to oversee everything and can not always stay dall'infilarci even her hard-working hands. Want to put the satisfaction you feel when you make your own thing by themselves (in possible, of course)? In having a clear idea of \u200b\u200bwhat you want?
For us it was exactly like that. We wanted our own shelter, a mirror of our souls. To enjoy, at last, of small but important things that has made our life: fire, earth, air, and why not, even water. Above all, the goal was that our kids enjoyed it and lived in fullness and freedom. We have conceived, planned, dreamed in every detail. And now we're almost there. I'm not in the skin ...
So, better start doing some cleaning ... ,-D
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