One Year Ago

One year ago there where nerves, stomachs filled with butterflies, excitement and expectation. One year ago there where tears, shortness of breath, shaking bodies and thoughts where a knot. One year ago there where bags, half empty closets, goodbyes and airports.

Hubby and I moved to live together to Barcelona one year ago. April 05, 2013  will forever be incrusted in our memories as the day feelings where a mess, new things begun and other ended.

7,492 kilometers away, 365 days later here we are. It’s very difficult for me to resume all that has happened is this time, so I’m just going to let my favourite photos of this year speak for me… Hope you enjoy them.

It was the most nerve-racking thing I’ve decided to do so far. The good thing is that I dind’t have to do it alone. And now hubby and I can remember that the first night we spend living together was on an airplane watching movies, listening to music and sharing the uncertainty of what the next day will bring us.

Today we have a celebration! Venezuelan food, new friends and family are coming over to share with us this special day! So I have to go now, there is some cooking to do 🙂

Making this place my home

As I’ve mentioned in older posts, I recenlty moved to Barcelona, Spain, after living all of my life in my hometown Caracas, Venezuela. Making a change like this is not easy. Deciding to move away from the place that watched you grow, from your family and your friends is very hard. However, as they say “change is good”, and due to this recent event I find myself paying more attention to phrases like “if you don’t take risks you are not doing anything”, “it’s better to try than do nothing and never know what could have been”.

So, here I am, trying! And this week Writing Challenge, comes perfect for me as I’ve been thinking a lot about sharing a song that’s helped me and inspired me through this experience. I’m talking about Phillip Phillips song “Home”.

I rembember I first listen this song after the airplane took of when my husband and I were leaving Venezuela. It made me smile. I felt inspired, excited and got this feeling that we made the right decision. I felt the words of the song spoke directly to me. Somehow I think it was meant to be that I listened this song for the first time when I did.

It’s been seven months since then. I’ve been trough a lot. It may sound very cliché, but it’s been an emotional rollercoaster.  I’ve met wonderful new people, gone to amazing places, cried my heart out, laughed till my cheeks hurt and took more photos than I’ve imagined…

Every day I try to make this place my home by adding new details to our apartament, by getting in touch with Barcelona’s culture, by getting to know more people and more places. We have basil, strawberry and aloe vera in our balcony. A purple orchid in our living room, my favorite stuffed animals from when I was a kid, a Rolling Stones magnet and six wine glasses for guests. 

When my will flinches I listen in my head the words “don’t pay no mind to the demons they fill you with fear, the trouble it might drag you down, if you get lost, you can always be found” and remember how I felt in that airplane the first time I heard this song!