Simple things …

I come from humble people, from a lineage of simplicity and grace. I have lived a humble life, finding joy in the little things and embracing the beauty of the ordinary. My aspirations do not lie in the grandeur of a fancy home, but in the warmth and contentment of a happy one. This is more me than the allure of "fancy" things.

I admire antiques, drawn to the craftsmanship and textures that tell stories of generations past. I find solace in architecture, in the intricate details that whisper of history and time. I love to draw with graphite and charcoal, and to weave tales with my words. Old buildings hold a special place in my heart, as do old books and old songs that carry the weight of nostalgia.

But as I dream of the future, I envision a simple house, or a cozy cabin nestled near the woods and water. I long to be the eccentric older lady with an odd dog that barks like a seal, tending to an English style garden and warming my home with a wood burning stove. Parrots would flutter about, adding a touch of whimsy to my humble abode.

I yearn for a life simple like that, where the beauty lies in the quiet moments and the gentle rhythm of nature. A life where the passage of time is marked by the changing seasons and the laughter that fills my home. I come from humble people, and I seek to build a life that reflects the values of simplicity, warmth, and joy.

Copyright ? Beatriz Esmer