Back to reality... and back to the future...

This Friday morning, back in Sweden, Stockholm woke up in my bed and that was a nice feeling...oh.. Could not sleep to well though as i had to much things in my head spinning, but my lovely little Jr slept like a king aside me and both of us were very happy and comfortable being home again and together.

Busy busy Friday at work... I dont understand how I could have planned this kind of Friday after a vacation. But anyway... it went very well and I had some really good meetings today. And some agreements as well... that is always nice to make eh?

Especially if it means travelling... I love travelling.

Back home, shopping and dinner, lovely gathering with my boys and I just am so very happy about my boys showing their love to each other and to see each other again after one week away...

Robin just run to Charlie when he entered the house and shouted...

- Charlie, have you seen mother... she is so very tanned!!!

yes, I am, and i still enjoy it and maybe you can notice some of it in one of the photos.... great.

Oh.. damn... now is Rihanna on the radio... what a good start of the Friday evening.

-- please dont stop the music... ..

Have a lovely Friday. I will.


Kiss

Cyprus - Stockholm----Grand Final day...

Last night..no party at all. We were just to tired so...no more nightclub stories for now. We went to bed early and woke up early. Last day,lets grab the last minutes of the lovely weather and sun.

Sun bed at poolside is not to bad even if I prefer the lovely beach Nissi Bay.

Today was prob the hottest day...in two ways. I burned myself both on the sun and some old friendship talk during the morning. The sun,I can deal with, but the bad friendship,I will not deal with. I dont deserve shitty behaviour and I still wonder what personality it takes for this friendship management...bah.. humiliating is the word.

So.....out to the airport, I was busy texting to ..... and did not notice that the bus stopped and was caught by the police for driving too fast.It was a great texting...damn damn damn...

Let me share some surprises and no surprises on the way home and in the airport...

I am not surprised that the old professional football player,(30 something) Jesper Blomqvist , came along for a small talk about how the week had been jadi jadi.., and we could just state that we had not seen any of the football team members during the whole week.... what a shame. 3 teams were there on training camps , True

I am not suprised either that the whole United Nation troup from Argentina remembered us from the beach (remember they watched our bags when swimming) and wanted to say hello and good bye in the airport in a very strange spanglish language...lucky I know a few words spanish at least.They were on their way back home after 6months.Great work guys.!!!!


Definately not surprised (but damn so happy I was) about my son Robin´s happiness to see me in the evening and the longest loving hug ever. He was more suprised to see me so very tanned .... where have you been mummy....


Finally...I will surprise myself tomorrow by doing some good arrangements and plan for my next trip somewhere ....it really does not matter,just make the plan golden.


Sov gott!!

Cyprus.... end of story.. Day 6

Yesterday evening we went back to the club Car Wash for some dancing, and we were almost the only ones, exceptfrom the staff...and the manager of the place.

The security guys actually guarded us,, or let say, they have watched us every evening and made sure that no guys disturb or come close... that good. Our own bodyguards... hahahahaha....

Lets say like this, we owned the dancefloor, we owned the bar, we got to tipsy and when the around 30 people in the place start ordering drinks to us without any sender.. we just went home. Oh... and we did not forgot to take the two t- shirts given from the owner.. you can imagine he was proud to give them to us.

Back home and we had a late serious talk which was actually quiet strange.We have never ever had that kind of hard discussions my friend and I, but I guess, sometimes you just need it. The strenthten in our relationsship is sometimes also the weakness.. but real friendship will always survive, even discussions like this.

Up in the morning, some wake up texting to my loves and biking to the beach. Very warm today, but windy . Damn how windy. But ... we stayed all day, went back and placed ourselves outside in our terrace on the pool bed and we drove and old Norwegian senior man crazy by doing it... well he does not own this hotel... that is the truth and we just waited for the manager to come running.. but hello,,, the norwegian guy did not know that the manager everynight had served me a cupof coffee before bedtime, and yesterday also a sandwich. So... long nose to you dear Norway.

Ok, a great dinner this evening and we was served by a lovely girl who start talking about her family house at the turkish side and anything else what was close to her heart So interesting and so sad. happy I am curious and cant stop questioning.

Now, back to the apartement, pack the bag, get a small sleep before going out tonight. Yes, we just have to go out this last night to say good bye to this crazy tourist ghetto.

Sweden, here we come , home sweet home.

Kiss and love .
A


PS.... still no laptop starting.... I will do that tomorrow.

Cyprus Day 5 -- shopping...

Ok...another day has just passed by and the lovely sun is still shining golden.
Kind of windy here so that means dangerous in the sun. I realized that I had burned some yesterday , as my back was kind of burning.. but, who cares.

It looks good.

Yesterday night, no dancing, no party. Tonight and tomorrow, the final countdown before going home.

Today I shopped some.... or lets say I got some stuff for free. Really. The old man goes crazy here when they seea tall blond Swede witha lovely smile.

Alone I tried to buy some sweet stuff, candy something, at the beach bar, and the man just said... no, you dont have to pay... you are so jadijadijadi.... beauty ... so i give it to you as a gift.

Eh... what to say? unconditional giving here in Cyprus, is that possible? Yes obviously, and I insisted in paying and he god mad at me. Ok, thank you and good bye. See you one day. Have a lovely life.

And so, in the liquer store, AL and I wanted to by some soda, and some cocktails like Pina Colada stuff....

And the man in the shop just put a bargain to it and reduced the price without no asking at all... and even we thought it was a good price even before reduction.... (very cheap with alcohol down here unfurtunately..)

Eh... what to say. Our best smile, thank you and see you later.

yeah yeah... it is kind of strange to get this kind of service and attention, that is totally impossible in Sweden.

must be the sun, the beaches and the atmosphere...

To be honest, today... for the first time, I got a strong feeling of longing..longing home and longing for my boys.

Soon I will be back and make some arrangements.


Still no laptop and work...

Oh I forgot to tell....

I bought myself a lovely beauty black summer hat today, very chick and fancy...and it looked great with my copy sunglasses Chanel... oh forgot to tell that I got them for free too.. This is just a crazy place.

And the man in the bar here in the hotel... try to get behind my back to read what I am writing... crazy men... btw... he is married to a Swedish woman from Borlange in Dalarna...

yepp. I said crazy...

Tomorrow... final day at the beach... and tonight Car Wash. AL is taking her beauty sleep and I am blogging.. yes, we are indeed different , and that is very good.

Love and love from Cyprus..

Cyprus day 3 and 4 / Car Wash

So, no writing yesterday. Spent the whole day at the beach, and in the sea at Nissi Beach, the very best beach, that is the true. Almost 30 degrees in the sun and the water is about 20 something, but it is so lovely.

And our handbags was guarded by the Argentina UNited Nations troup while we were swimming... :-) what an honour to the guys...

So, finally we found the best dancing place for girls at our age... we thought.
Car Wash is the name and they promised to play disco music from the 70s and 80s so, here we went. And the place kept the promise. And we danced, we came first and left first saturday night. And we did not talk to any person in the disco but ourselfes , but we had some really good laughs about all the men and boys just hanging around, just staring at us. They stared and stared and no one did not dare to come close. We probably looked to dangerous, to strong and of course maybe to old. I guess it was the truth. Or were we kind of the most beauty women in the room? That is probably very right, as the others were very very young beauty girls...

But damn, we had fun.

Yesterday, we went back to the place again. But this time, a more strange, or lets say more naughty and not so friendly feeling then the one before. Now i will be really honest, so those of you who dont want to read, just stop reading...

We entered the club, ordered the two free drinks,Pina Colada, and just took some seats in the bar to watch the other people dancing.

And I am true, but we had not stayed more then 2 minutes, before a young guy entered to us, whispered something in my friends ear and I just hear her voice , WHAT!!! she looked at me and I asked what is it about? She just looked strange and I told him to tell it again. And he did. He told me frank that he offered the two of us girls a lovely four some with the guys over there... and he pointed to some young men standing in the other corner of the bar!

Paff!! Hello hello... what to answer to a lovely offer like this?
I just leand forward and whispered in his ear.... Sorry guy, but we only go for 3 somes...,

Ok, so He just looked suprised at us and went away. Damn what a laugh we had.
But we realized that he was very serious about this offer, since he came back and reminded about this offer and request. Damn what a stupid guy.

I did not tell him to fuck of, but my eyes did. And he never came back. But stared all night long. It was a Scandinavian tourist, I think he was a Fin.

Same as the first night, we danced only with each other so I guess that the people start thinking that we are a couple, and that is probably the best, they leave us alone, from picking and touching and just telling stupid things when we pass. Usch... No no, we left first even this night. But we had fun, remember that.

So, why this talk. I am just reminded about this Cyprus and Ayia Napa, what a terrible place it is, at least in the summer time. Teenagers come here and do nothing else but fuck and go drunk.

So sad, and I go crazy thinking that my oldest son might travl down here with his friends within some years. God, I truly hope he chooses something else.

But it is a lovley island...

But, why bother. I am old, mature , strong and lovely and can just take the advantages of the things i truly like, the sun, the water, the culture and just the very relaxing time at the beach. And Mr X , I have not touched my laptop since I came here... just to let you know :-)

And I forgot, today,, after some hours on the beach, we biked for 40 km , a lovely ride in sun and very much the wind against us. I enjoyed every second.

And am now ready for a nice dinner out in the street.

And sorry Car Wash, you will miss us tonight. No Dancing Queens this night, they need to rest.

Damn.. I am a happy woman, in many cases, that is my feeling at the moment.

Hear your soon,

From A
Cheers and hugs

Day 2 , 5.... Cyprus..

So,, still no scandals. That is a fact and the true.

A great dinner at a Fish restaurant in Larnaca, not evan a bar, pub or discoteque visit and we ended up in bed at 12.00 , jesus,,, it is eastern but hello, now the vacation has to start.

The truth is that this morning we had some light discussions about what to do and we have get used to this nice weather, 20 degrees at breakfast ,but some light sun smog and really windy at the beach.



We hired two bikes today , and a nice ride to the most lovely beach here, Nissi beach.

Still almost empty, but who can complain. A swim in the turquoise water, 19 degreesm, and a sunbed,, that was just lovely. Add on a Pina colada and an Irish Coffe in the afternoon and the day was just over.

Well,,, we managed a long bike ride in the wind and that was great before dinner in a chinese restaurant. ( the one close to the strip bar)

As this was the first food for today and the first bear we just left in a very good mood, still in sun clothes and salty hair...

Entered the cheapest liquer stoor in Ayia Napa and buffered something for the night. Breakfast we stated to the man in the shop and that man will never forget us and keep on smiling and laugh all night long.

Now, we have finally understood were the bar and dance street is here. Some places are open. It only took us 48 hours to realize that... so here we go.

Tonight we will dance all night long. For you..

Love and kiss from Cyprus...

A

Cyprus / day 1 / ghost town

So, here I am. Only a 4 hours flight from Stockholm and you can unzip into bikini and just enjoy the lovly mediterrainen and 25 degrees in the sun. How lovely.

A great apartment hotel with a great pool area and location, at the beach and in the middle of the town.. ( or lets say, sleeping ghost town at this time of the year)

It is very obvious that the tourist season down here has not even started. Almost 95% of the bars and restaurants are closed here... but,, who needs a bar?

Oh, I forgot, 100% of the existing strip clubs, (2) are open. That is really good to know if we will be restless....and run out of ideas.

Today we had a lovely breakfast outside in the sun on our terrace. I had a great sleep and my friend did not... According to her I am snoring heavily so it might be the case I have to move out to the dining room sofa.... what a shame. Damn? Some people say i snore, some others say not. Who to trust?

Ok,,, after breakfast, out for a lovely walk on the beach, down to a sun bed and just enjoying. So lovely. No books, no mobil phones, nothing but some waters, sun protection and sun glasses.

I think i have managed this first day without being to burned as well. But I know that I will leave this island with a lovely tan. Oh.. i love the sun and truly have to consider moving some more south from Sweden. That would do me great.... I just know it.

Tonight, out for some dinner in Larnaca. That will be exiting and good fun and hopefully some more bars are open.

My friend is having a siesta when writing this, and I cant. I have to much energy, or lets say good feelings to be able to sleep now.

I will probably be sleeping at the dinner table tonight.

Sweed dreams from Cyprus.

And some Love too. Did you know that it is the Island of Love, Afrodites Island?

I did, and i know that something is really missing here.

Cheers,
A

Happy Eastern....

Happy Eastern to all of you. I will go to Cyprus for some recovering days and mindmapping and of course celebrate the Eastern. That will be great. I pray to God that there will be some light sunshine to my light skin and some more degrees then the 2 degrees at the moment here in Sweden.

So, lets hear from Cyprus in my next blogpost.

Love to you
/ Anna


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1iLDIj0pDHk

La Solitudine

Late night - snow is shining outside the window and everything is really cool here.

I think i found it, the song I have missed and looked for. I wish I could speak some Italian and understand the lyrics... but it really does not matter. It is lovely.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gUrO2QKZ8Kw&feature=related

/ A

Yes yes yes... Charlotte - you are the Hero

Charlotte Perelli will represent Sweden in Eurovision song contest In Belgrad with the song Hero.

So damn good. Sorry, I normally not spend money on voiting but this time I just had to do it... 20 times I called in. Jesus,,, that cost me some money tonight.....

but I have the feeling that she will be the overall winner in Belgrad.

A very cool disco song and such a nice feeling. Just listen and enjoy.

Do you remember i wrote about Hero before on the blog and referred to the song...
yes it was Hero. Go back and you will find the link...


Yes yes yes..... Here we go Charlotte. You are just great.

From Anna

Apologize....... PDD time...

So, Finally.. I had to eat my own medicin... or lets say, drink my own champagne...
or... walk the talk I do and have done ...

To have the yearly Personal Development Dialouge with my employees is one of the most challenging and motivation thing to do as a manager. Talk about the current worksituation, grade evaluation of performance last year, evaluate last year focus areas, go for new areas and also plan for development, trainings etc. An finally an open and honest discussion about another position, job function and carreer level.

Today was the time for my PDD with my manager. Lucky him. The same demand I have on my employees to be prepared, the same prepared I want to be. And I was.

It took 1,5 hours more then it normally takes but I guess it was needed.

The overall flow in the meeting was good, even if my manager often fall into the trap to start giving examples from his experiences and so on and relate to other same things I talk about,, and sometimes a manager should just keep his mouth closed. Its my talk.

I got some critical feedback which always is grat, room for improvement for me as well. Indeed. Thanks.

Finally the salary discussion. That is the most tricky part for my employees to dare to put a prize on their head, to know what they are worth and what their efforts are paid. For me this was very simple this time. And as 2007 was a spectacular year of performances i was just ready for .......

All in!!

I am exited to see what comes out of it, high game.

Oh forgot... maybe the best ... I was suprised by a reward and that was kind of unexpected and some months to late.. but anyway. Its never too late, is it...?

and that reminds me of a lovely song by the monster producer again... Timbaland..and One republic...

" Apologize..."

http://www.lyrics.com/lyric.php?id=38374

/ Anna

Hero ...

Some days are just more .... challenging then others.

This day started quiet .... challenging. My youngest son sad no, no no and nothing but no this morning which means that you have to put on your most strategic mother hat ever to at all get away from home...and to work.

Of course we managed, it is just a matter of the delivery quality. I never want to deliver my son to school in a sad or stress mode so.. yes, then you just have to stick to the quality and take some extra from the time account. As in a project.

The working morning hours were in control due to some good planning. Great. Some nice messages and notices... even better.. The afternoon hours were more challenging and I kept my mood and energy at a high level to the very end, a workshop that was quiet unstructured, ( not facilitated by me) and some mezzy.

Could relax 1 minute before take off to home. Rush down in the subway to coming train, crowded of course. Relaxed and dreamt about some nice vacation coming... before last station I should grab my car-keys to be prepared for the second running... and then. No keys!! Stepped out of the train... 10 seconds for a quick decision to go forward home without my car... or go back.

I did jump on the coming train, back to the city. Back to work. And as the key tag was together with the car keys... Call for the security man to open up.

Puh.. yes, keys on the table, just waiting for me. Back to subway, back to car, back home.
Crying son on the phone. Hungry hungry... promise from the older son one to start fixing dinner. Great...

Finally, home again. No dinner, quick dinner fixing .. into the shower, prepare the bed time. Find a good good night story... kiss and good night, I love you....

then... on the radio... I hear a song to me .. Hero .... and I just know they play it for me in that moment. Sometimes you are just a Hero and it feels great.

" Oh, out on the line, like a star, like a hero
Love will survive
Oh, taking a fight is a life of a hero
Staying alive "


http://www.text.nu/musik-video-lyrics/charlotte-perrelli-hero.html


A

Please don´t stop the music.. Rihanna welcome to Sweden - and Anna goes to Hollywood...

My very best favourite singing girl is coming to Sweden this week and some kind of mentally countdown is ongoing. Welcome Rihanna.

I did publish the lyrics here on the blog before and I got some lovely sexy comments on that I can tell,, and I was also recognized on another big site here which recommends blogs... Great! Fantastic to realize that there are many people and sites seeing you, reading you and commenting.. or is it really ? I guess so.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsRWpK4pf90


""" I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music""


This week will be my Rihanna countdown and I will give you some lovely songs and links on the way. I started yesterday with and oldie...

Here is another one... and the video is actually a mixed version so keep up your patient and have a look..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQ5MhR9rvdQ&feature=related

It is a powerful song and it reminds me about love and beauty. Do you remember the name of the band?

Yes, you are right, I write a lot of love here in the blog, and what is the reason you might wonder ?

Well easy peasy cake to answer .. love of course, to musik and life. And I am sometimes a very loveable person . :-) but not to often. And even with a strong headache.

" please dont stop the music !!

Ain't No Mountain High Enough

For you only... from a mountain view that is very high enough at the moment....

come on Marvin and Tammi.. you are marvellous and this make me happy....Let´s dance..


Love you,


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xz-UvQYAmbg

Listen Baby

Ain't no mountain high.
Ain't no valley low.
Ain't no river wide enough baby.

If you need me, call me
No matter where you are
No matter how far,

dont worry baby

Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry

cause baby,
There aint no mountain high enough
aint no valley low enough
aint no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, babe

Remember the day
I set you free
I told you you could always count on me darling
From that day on, I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me
Someway, somehow

cause baby,
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, babe

oh no darling
No wind, no rain
Nor winter storm
can't stop me baby
no no baby
Cause you are my goal
If your ever in trouble
I'll be there on the double
just send for me
oh baby!

My love is alive
way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
Just as fast as I can

Don't you know that there
ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you babe

" you are not a diamond girl....."

The plane was about to take off from Madrid to Las Palmas and I was sitting waiting in the window seat and wondered why we did not? I was kind of nervous as it had been quiet windy when we took ground earlier, we were also delayed and I was about to miss the connection flight, and here I was. Sitting in the window seat which I normally dont like either... but I knew that Las palmas was very close, and that was good. So, suddenly something happened.

The beauty stewardess came along with a very fancy indian man, well dressed, good looking and on the top of it, he was wearing some very fancy black Armani sun glasses. Very good looking.

Wait a minute .... a quick look and my mind just told me that, yeah yeah... some guys need more attention then others and jadi jadi... I judged him in 10 seconds, true. What a snob.

He took his seat beside me and I said hello and so did he. But he looked very much of a stone face. Well I did not bother, I was not into any socializing... I thought.

So, we went out for take off and I just had to speak to him to get rid of my nervousity for the take off and he tried to calm me by telling about his nightmare flight from Frankfurt to Madrid, when the pilot tried 3 times to land.... thanks. But anyway, he convinced me that this pilot was good... get out of here, even more scared.

Up in the air, I asked him if he was going for a holiday or not. Then he start talking and I could almost not stop him. He was 33 years old, has just arrived from India, Bombay visiting his parents and also, done a surgery, replaced one of his total whole eye globe.!!! YES; you read right. He had got a new one. Then,,, he just lifted his armani glasses up a bit and looked at me... Am I red , does it look good?

Holy moses, I was chocked. That was the reason for him to wear the glasses even in the plane. Damn me.. and what lovely brown eyes....With the surgery in mind, even more beautiful even if one of the eyes were total out of order. Jesus...

He kept on telling me that he had got the new eye from a dead 18 year old boy, and that he had not seen his wife ( the look) for 3 years, only heard her voice and so.. so now, he was on his way home to Gran Canaria. He was even more happy to tell that he was 1 week before schedule and he wanted to surprise her.

I can tell you that i was so very very happy about this conversation, and also very happy about that total paradigm shift .... snob, armani, surgery, and love for the ability to see the whole world again.

Yes, the eye looked of course some different and red but very ok I thought, If he had not told me, I would not have guessed, and the best, he could see with this eye.

We ordered some coffee and he wanted badly to pay for me , 1 € , even if I wanted to, but I understood why, since he wanted to pick the small coins and pay as he could see them. He was just so happy about it. And me too.

He told me further, That I was the first person he had ever talked to in 3 years when flying on his own. He never had bother to talk or explain anything to anybody, since this was the second surgery, the first one failed , visible after some weeks.

Can you imagine? neither could he. He was happy that I start talking to him.

The flight to Las Palmas felt very short due to this very friendly conversation and during the hours I showed him photos of my sons, my house and all the other photos I had in the camera and also told him everything else about anything, I dont know if he was interested or not, we just talked and had a good time.

When we took ground at Gran Canaria, he told me to come and visit in Puerto Rico where he had a fancy store with brand clothes, diamonds, brand watches etc,, together with his wife, sister and brother. He said he would give me very good prices and that he had a lot of stuff that my sons would love, they love brand stuff.

He also said that I could get some very good prices for the watches and the jewelleris... but " you are not a diamond girl, are you , he asked? "

Eh... i just looked at my hands,, ---well.. not on this trip .. I guess, I said..
But I love diamonds, doesn´t all women do...i mumbled?


.. -- You are a diamond girl, a real one, he stated, with a smile.

I promised to come to the south to the shop. And when I said good bye to him in the airport it felt that I had met a new friend, and he just did my whole journey. Hug and good bye.

I kept my promise. When I showed up in the store I could not find him and two other fancy guys tried to convince me that they were the one to speak to. No no...

So I had to tell that I looked for the guy being in India for the surgery? Because , I did not even know or remembered his name... damn me.

He came, and it was so good to see him. Without the glasses this time and in a very good mood. We said hello and I promised to come and buy some stuff the other day...
and that promise I did not kept.

But I keep him in my mind, and I want to tell you about this lovely meeting. And if I remember right, he is on his way to the second surgery within a few months. I truly wish him and his wife a lovely life.


And I am very happy about myself for not keeping my mouth shut in some occasions, that enrich my life. One of my colleagus at work just stated..

- Anna, you are just incredible, it is just you who will experience things like this..

I just love it. And I love diamonds too.

And for once, due to this very short conversation, 2 hours flight and with only one brown eye in use... I think his conclusion was absolutely right, dont you ...
A

Motivation - demotivation

My oldest son have had many challenges this last year in school and it has been very much related to motivation and some other things as well. Lets concentrate on the motivation stuff since the other challenge has been solved by Barbie moving out of their fathers life.. sorry and puhh ,, but what a relief.

His motivation grade has been so very low and of course I have tried my best to keep it up, talked about it, tried different thoughts and suggestions, tips and tricks and others... And the more I have tried, the more low the motivation and energy did go.
So, what to do?

One thing is for shure. Motivation is something you need to find and make mostly on your own. No one else can boost you to any 100 motivation grade, it has to be yourself to find your forces to what makes you motivated. You and I can give some very short term boosters as rewards, money or any other kind of competitive challenges... but mostly, you need to find your motivation energy and feeling.

This is not to easy really, and not only some simple trues about how to do it,especially not to a teenager.

What did I do? One good thing was to stop DEMOTIVATING him!! really. Because that is what I realized that i was doing. I stopped with everything, I just supported him to think out of his box and about the things he were doing, what he wanted, what he liked, how would he be affected by the choices and who will pay the consequenses of the actings, choices of studies and a lot else.


Let say I left him with his thoughts for some weeks and what happened.

One day he came to me and he really surprised me in the very best way.

He was informed, he was prepared, and he told me with his energy what he wanted, what he thought and what choices he would do to this coming gymnasium studies.I was so extremely happy for him. To show this energy again to some wantings.

He just realized, that now, the choices and decisions he did was his. Best motivation ever.

The eager he has shown to produce all the application material, 5 different paintings , has been fantastic to follow. And he really has a talent. I am happy he finally can combine this in his studies.

Monday coming week I will follow him to the application reception to show his material and he is very exited and nervous about it. He is proud of what he has done and so am I. He also knows that he will be evaluated and that has been motivating too.

Today he showed me the final result and I was just overwelmed by the paintings.
As proud he was to show me, the same happiness I felt. So happy that I cried.

I was also very reminded, that he was very happy about what he did was for himself and not just to me to show what he was able to do.

So, i will forever be reminded about stop demotivating, that will be the best motivation input ever. I think I had done that even without being aware of it to my son, and the intention was to motivate.

The same goes for a lot of things. Sometimes you just try to hard to get things done and be so very very good... and it does not work always.

Take care and celebrate energizing and motivation in their best ways.
Love A

Back in business.....

I am back in business again, no doubt. ( nothing else is ok)

Up again at ....let me se, ok 8, but that is enough. So dont worry...

You have to be down to appreciate how nice it is to be the opposite.... enjoy life love and things you like.

At the moment, I appreciate my heart not for exploding and giving me a hard time, that would probably kill me, and I am to busy for that .

Health before beauty... !! ?

Get out of here... , health and beauty that is a great combination isnt it? With a good health and heart you get the beauty.

Take care out there and remember to enjoy, good and bad stuff and treat yourself as the most wonderful person you have ever met.

That is a beauty thought.

Love to all my beautiful friends out there ..thanks for being so lovely.
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Knock out

I dont like boxing in any ways. To much waist of energy to hit each other with the purpose just to win. No, that has never been my thingy.

Yesterday I was knocked down twice in a meeting at the lawyer.

First by my stephmother and just after by my sister. Holy moses.

Knock out are the words, or lets say, there are no more words left..

I normally go for win-win siutations and I did also this time. But it ended up in loose -loose ending. I was probably the only one aware of that.

I am sad, disappointed, chocked, hurt and so much drained of energy that it felt that i died. My heart was broken into thousands of pieces and I just have to gather myself, bring out the very best pincett to put it together again.

I have been down before and I just have to remember how I managed to get up again before 8... puuh.

I will give myself the best knock out ever to be back with energy again.

It cant just end like this.

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