As you now I became a father at the age 19. how did that happen? Well.. his mother is 5 years older than me. My father and her father worked at the same place and they were very good friends, and their company organized every year summer camps that we went, but never together due to the age difference. But when I was 14 I went to one and she was one of the persons responsible for the kids and we started to be friends there. But after the camp we did not talk anymore, until 5 years later, that I went to work on the summer camp with the kids, so I can do some money to travel, And she was there working too. Well, actually she was one of the “mannagers” in there and she chose me to do that particularly camp, cause she liked my work and because of our parents… And here starts all the storie. We started to date after the midnight on her birthday, we did not sleep that night cause in the morning we had to take the kids home, and on the same day her father died from cancer. So on her 24 birthday, we started to date and her father died. The days after were a mix of emotions, which lead to get us very close and, 9 months after we had our son. It was some year!! Of course it was an accident. But a very lucky one. Wich lead me to the happiest day of my life. The day that G was born. As I told you we are not together but we are best friends.
:..)
já disse mas volto a repetir: tão bonito…
Lindo, lindo, lindo…
Estou sem palavras. Sabes como é que li isto tudo?
Os vossos caminhos cruzaram-se numa altura em que sofrias a perda do teu pai. E ele deu-te a luz que precisavas para iluminar de novo a tua vida. Ele deu-te um filho…
Obrigada por partilhares esta história connosco.
thanks for sharing 🙂
muito, muito bonito.
terá sido o destino?
é linda a forma como falam da vossa história de amor…
o G. é um afortunado pelos pais que tem.
🙂
Lindo [dito com lágrima no canto do olho]
Obrigada 🙂
Vou dizer ao pai D. para vir cá ler isto.
[isto é: perdi um pai maravilhoso, ganhei dois filhos lindos 🙂 ]
muito, mas mesmo muito, bonito!
🙂
-sem palavras-
Abraços d´ASSIMETRIA DO PERFEITO
Descobri-a graças à @na, mas fiquei fã, vou voltar, e vou linká-la!
Amei a história do G.! Sejam Felizes!
que bonito…
Que coisa deliciosa, princesa 😉
Muitos beijinhos
Que linda história! Eu sempre achei, pelo que lia aqui, que o G. devia ser um menino muito especial. Agora ainda acho mais, com uma história tão bonita por trás do nascimento dele.
Muito obrigada por partilhares!
LINDO, princesa!
Obrigada pela partilha 🙂
🙂
Sweet*
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