Days of my life


It is 8a.m. the bedroom door opens, the assistant arrived, and this is how my day starts. For the assistant it is just another day of work, for me it is life. Blinds open and sun hits my eyes. Happy, my little white dog continues her sleep next to me like nothing is going on. She is used by now to my morning routine the coming and goings of the assistant does not disturb her at all. It is time to start making ourselves up for the day.

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Breaking through


Not all that glitters is gold. The fact is that you don’t need to be gold. Gold is just a symbol. And as a human being you are so much more than just a symbol.

The outer victories are the most celebrated, but we all know (or at least we all should know) that the greatest and most important victories come from the difficult battles fought deep inside ourselves.

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