Being thankful. To life, to people around us, to the universe. Probably being thankful is one of the things we do less in life. So many times we rather be jealous about other people’s lives than being thankful for our own life. And that is not good. At all.

Don’t get me wrong. My life isn’t perfect. But I’m truly thankful to all the stuff I lived till now. For all the good things but for the bad ones as well. I’m thankful for every person I’ve met from those who hurt me to those who made me happy.  Everything I lived made me what I am today. And that is unique.

Okay, It counts what it counts, off course, but it makes me find happiness on the everyday details. I believe the power of happiness is on my hands too. On the way I deal with what happens to me.

There is so many people with much more than I have. More money, more success, more people around them. And that’s totally fine. But I would never change my life for those people’s life. It doesn’t matter if mine is not perfect at all. I like it the way it is.
You know I feel happy when other people find happiness in their lives too. I’m a believer of a happy world.

Happiness is not the same for everybody, and we don’t achieve it the same way. So, stop criticizing, judging, being jealous about other people’s lives. Live your own live and find happiness doing it. That’s the secret of happy people.

At Guincho, surrounded by the sea and jumping rocks like a kid I was happy. And I’m so damn grateful for it. Thank you universe. For all.