"A woman is like a tea bag- you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water"
I never heard this quote but today when I was surfing some blogs, I discovered it.
I never thought that so plain words could be so true. In fact, they are as true as I am breathing right now.
I (and I think that everyone feels like that sometimes) always tend to think that I am not strong enough, I think that I am weak.
Sometimes it is because myself, because I think that I am not good enough for something or somebody, sometimes it is because I think that I am under the level. What I mean by "level" is just that image that people have about what you should be or do.
Nevermind, it is always the same. For one thing or for another, but always the same result: DIFFIDENCE.
However, when I look at the first lines of the post some kind of feeling rises inside me. It is a feeling of power, hope and personal growth.
I will never understand why some words can make that effect on me but it is true, sometimes few words can make more on me than anything in this world.
We never know how strong we are until we are under preassure and we have to rise up. That is a pity because if we could always be strong like then, life would not be so difficult, wouldn't it?
Making a little pause, yesterday was a fantastic day.
I woke up late and I went to my boyfriend's house, where we prepared and had the lunch.
Later we spent some time watching TV together and I returned back home because you know, I had to study for my Wednesday's exam. After a while, my boyfriend came and he read a book while I studied.
I spent three hours more or less studying without doing any pause for relaxing. My parents were upstairs, watching TV and enjoying their last day before work started again.
When I finished studying, I proposed to play darts. Everybody agreed so we four started playing with a bet: the looser of two matches would invite the others to a dinner in a restaurant.
Well, I cannot complain about money but I neither can afford to pay very luxurious dinners.
I played anyway because it seemed a nice idea.
The thing is that I've never been good at those kind of games and I won. It's hilarious. But the most funny thing is that my father (who is always a lucky player and is the most capable man in that stuff) lost and he had to pay the dinner.
We went to a Mexican restaurant, where we ate some delicious nachos and other tasty things. Then my parents decided to return home walking and my boyfriend and I decided to buy an ice-cream of our favorite flavor: vanilla with Oreo cookies... MMMmmm it's incredible! You can eat it even if you aren't hungry!
Well, later we took the car and went to a park to lay in the grass and just watch the dark sky, without thinking in anything.
Then we started to talk. That's one of the things that I like the most about my boyfriend: I love to talk with him because he's a very interesting boy, he knows about so many things and you can talk about anything you want. You will never get tired of talking with him and you aways enjoy. It's not only me who says it, our friends also do.
Another thing that I love about him is that he always makes me laugh and he knows perfectly how to do it even if I am sad. He always gets a smile of me. Yesterday was not an exception, I wasn't sad but I laughed as I didn't laugh since... well too much time.
We finally layed in the grass talking about us. He was very sincere with me and he spoke with very profound words which almost made me cry.
It was all I could ask for, I didn't need anything else just he and me laying there alone.
I knew it, but yesterday I realized at all: Happiness doesn't consist on adquiring things, being important or whatever like that. It consists on enjoying every little moment with people you love and being satisfied with oneself, that's happiness for me.
Yesterday I saw the light, I won't let him go because he's the reason, my happiness reason.
You know... returning back to what I was saying at the beginning about having confidence or having its lack, yesterday I felt really confident. He made me felt it.
When we returned to our homes and we were saying goodbye into the car, it was curious but music was on and "City of Blinding Lights" was playing then. I heard some words that made me feel... really confident: "Oh... you look so beautiful tonight..." And immediately I thought: "Oh... he looks so handsome tonight..." He really shone.
Well... that's all for today. I needed to say all this, I needed to share it with you.
Thank you for reading, really thank you.
Enjoy your happiness. Sometimes the most negligible thing can mean a whole world. Don't trust in appereances and don't look for great things. As people in Catalonia (region of Spain) say: "Inside the little jar, there's the good jam".
Cherry
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PS: I'm sorry but I couldn't double-space it. This damned blogger doesn't allow me.
