They call it the month of love, but I live February as I live the rest of the year: always showing love for my loved ones.
To be realistic, love is not always in the air, and it's a bit cheeky to treat loved ones with indifference all year round and only treat them in a special way on a single day, I don't think there's any love that can resist it.
That's why I try to show my love not only with words, but also with affectionate details.
I am a loving woman, and I am fortunate to have a husband who is also a loving woman, so our displays of affection abound throughout the day.
At this point in our life we have had to distance ourselves physically, he is working out of town, he almost always comes on weekends, at home we miss him very much.... Even though we have been in this situation for 10 months now, I still can't get used to it, and I really prefer not to.
My little 3-year-old prince misses my husband so much that sometimes he calls him through the window, it touches my heart. A few days ago he put on one of my husband's boxer shorts, came running to me with his big smile and said: "Apa! Apa!". Other times he puts on his shoes or a cap, and he always comes running and screaming: "Apa! Apa!
That's why we try to enjoy ourselves more on the weekends, but time is never enough, things to do pile up, many times the urgent takes precedence over the important. I tell myself: "Everything passes, this stage is going to pass too."
In the meantime, we try to enjoy our time together, and also our children, they are young and this stage of their lives also passes quickly.
As I mentioned before, every time my princess and prince turn one month old I make a small cake to celebrate, for example, my princess was born on March 25th, so we have sweet plans for next Friday.
January 16 was my dog-son Nero's 5th birthday. I have no idea when he was born, our beloved Nero came into our lives on July 16, 2017, we rescued him from the street, the vet indicated he would be about 6 months old, for that reason we chose January 16 as his birthday.
For my Nero I also make cakes, I do it twice a year, in January and July, we celebrate his birth and his adoption.
Our beloved Nero is our eldest son.
My mom is always with us, but she rarely likes to take pictures.
A little over a year ago, in November 2020 my grandmother, my mom's mom, died, she was 99 years old. She was a wonderful being, very tender.
I loved to hug her, her presence gave me peace, her gentle voice, her loving look....
Even though I always showed my love for her, now that she is gone, I feel that it was not enough, but now I can only remember her.
Knowing that I loved my abuelita and that I always showed my love for her calms my sadness and makes me feel that I did not miss the wonderful opportunity to enjoy her. A day in which you love is not a day lost, the phrase is not mine, I once heard it and I kept it for me, and this is the thought that I want to give you for this Blog of the Month.