In this month of April is already three years since I started writing on this blog.

I thank you that you read me, or that at some point you have done it. Thank you for joining me from time to time and share what I decide to leave reflected here.

I do not give up, not yet, so like every month, there will be an anecdote, an adventure, a reflection, but something will always come from me, from my heart…

This month of April is now three years…

Three years that bring together some of my experiences, feelings, ideas and anecdotes, both from friends and family.

Three years of believing that, I no longer have anything to say and discover that there is always something to share.

Three years of photographs that accompany the story.

Three years of deciding to keep writing for me, and thinking about you.

Three years of hidden phrases, of hints, of people without a name.

Three years that come and go, and already left.

Three years of mistakes, but also of successes.

Three years of past, present and perhaps … that invite me to receive the future.

Three years of publications with secret or direct dedications.

Three years of happiness, of sadness, of courage, of falls and of continuing here, recovering once more.

Three years of remembering why I started this blog, and why I should not leave it behind.

Three years of perseverance, courage, effort, passion and experiences.

Three years that motivate me to continue, to remember and to invent.

Three years of my life.

Three years sharing experiences.

Three years that I can only celebrate like this, writing.

There is a lot to tell, although I do not always have the perfect word in my mind, or in my writings. I will continue looking for a way to narrate, to express and to release what my body, my life and my heart go through. For me, writing is one more way to continue existing.

For these three years … and those that will come. Thank you!