I once thought I was at the top of the path.
I had been rising little by little and struggling for a long time
I studied, passed contests
I met someone I was interested in
We formed a couple
We travelled to the place of my dreams
After that I dreamed of having children
But I didn't get it easy
I underwent treatment and discovered a joy of generating
My firstborn arrived on a Tuesday
My joy was the greatest I've ever felt
They were pampered and very, very loving
Just over a year later came the second
With two beautiful kids growing up I thought I was approaching the top of the path, my upper path
Growing more and more at work I took care of children, studied hard and got everything
But the marriage shuddered for a while
And I thought I was starting to go downhill but not.
The marriage went well again and a girl came
And I felt that the world smiled even stronger at us
Admired, loved and with a beautiful family, I left for my biggest professional challenge in another country
On the way back I didn't feel so radiant
And after a few years when my firstborn was gone
I felt I had descended from the top and I found myself in the depths of an abyss.
Today I see clearly that the top of the road is what we have and what we are today
Because each time and moment has its story to tell.
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