I want to remember the moment I started valuing and infinitely loving the time I spend with him.
I want to remember conversations with C. Movie afternoons with C. Traveling with C. Holding hands real hard when life comes around.
I want to remember the magical wonder of my Instax photos.
I want to remember that I started seriously thinking about giving a try to scrapbooking or art journalling. Basically because I starting giving myself some faith.
I want to remember I wanted to try analogic photography because I found my father’s camera and felt completely in love with it. No news on that yet.
I want to remember I did kinda awesome stuff with a kinda shitty camera. That people started believing in me way more than I did on myself. And that I still dreamt with Canon 5D and 50mm f1.4. And that I forgot my SD card at a concert.
I want to remember that long meetings gave me mental breakdowns. That people should learn to stop repeating themselves and to shut up more. And especially, that people should learn to appreciate others’ time!
I want to remember that I loved the guys in my life.
I want to remember I was all excited about the #gettoworkbook. Checking their instagram and Elise’s blog daily kinda excited. Bc you know, I’m a non-willing to work / planner lover kinda gal.
I want to remember I faced and won going to the gym. Even if it took 45 minutes back and forth to the dressing room. And feeling the progress. I want to remember this: I want to remember Albert’s wisdom. He’s like the wisest man. (Except for José Luis Sampedro, of course). Now seriously, he’s such a special human being.
“De pronto lo vi claro. Pensando se crean los problemas y bailando se solucionan”
I want to remember this one time he told me “You are such a lovely mess”.
I want to remember my “the universe salutes you” t-shirt because it was such a rad purchase.
I want to remember that I took on the 100 day project with my #100daysoflifethroughme and that the process sucked because I was doing some shit but that I kept going on anyways.
I want to remember and re-read often this incredible Elise’s post about growing. She is such a wise woman.
I want to remember that lil sis was complicated, but that I kept loving her like the first day.
I want to remember that I started believing I could actually have confidence with unusual clothes with Clarissa’s blouse.
I want to remember the excitement of new cutie baby soon! I want to remember I dreamt with doing a project that made a little change in the world and that made me passionate.
I want to remember forevermore Start with why.
I want to remember my good things notebook.
I want to remember my grandma.
I want to remember my grandpa, and when I sneaked into his room just after dying to take his wrist clock. I want to remember the incredibly special night I went to visit him at the hospital. I wish I had done that much much more.
I want to remember how grateful I felt for my parents on my 19th birthday and the photo I took of them dancing.
I want to remember “Short trips and long dances…”.
I want to remember dancing with him.
Oh, I love this people.
Sé que este curso tan maravilloso se merecía un post, pero no puedo expresar con palabras lo que ha significado. Simplemente ha sido magia. Supongo que no podía ser de otra forma con una persona tan especial, Mònica Bedmar, de profesora. Mònica hace magia, ¿sabéis? Tiene una forma tan especial de entender la vida que hace que leerla, o ver sus fotos, sea magia. Y la gente que he conocido en ese curso (y que espero conocer más mediante cartas –how cool is that?) es simplemente genial. Y jo. Que estoy super agradecida por esta semana. Que espero que os apuntéis a la siguiente edición de este curso que ha sido tan especial para mí. Que jo, no sé qué más decir. Que gracias. En serio.