In front of my eyes

Di Renata Figueiredo

A psychologist, a mother who lived a simple life, until that magical moment.

It was when something caught her attention (she was looking at some photos on Facebook) a stop at work, a coffee break. A picture of a landscape, normal? No, not for her...! It all started at that moment.

That picture gave her a chill; it said everything about the person who had clicked.

From that day on, everything would have changed in his life...

• Lingua: Italiano
• Editore: Youcanprint
• Data di uscita: 1 mag 2018
• ISBN: 9788827824771

Anteprima del libro

Nicotera

Special thanks

Thanks God, my master.

To the love of my life, my rock, my safe harbour, he has always been by my side, believing in me, in every page written in our book. He was the first to do the general review.

Thank you my love...

To my sweet daughter Mariana and her future husband, Filipe, for their support.

Also to Angelica and Paula, my daughters

Thank you so much

Dedications

To all men and women who find themselves virtually in this same situation and who believe in true love.

This happened to me; believe me.

Prologue

There is no human being equal to another; he never existed. There is the bad and the good, everywhere, at any time.

The problem today is that the virtual world also creates virtual feelings.

People don’t want to suffer for love.

We are an exception. We are romantic; we create a world for our own. Our values are noble feelings, heart, will, determination, sweetness and dreams.

We make the difference among everyone, practically.

Life is noble for what my vision is. He carries me forward, full of magic and dreams. This is our example.

I feel, I follow ... I continue.

This is me ... Renata Figueiredo.

1

At times, I had even forgotten what it mean to dream, except when I slept, of course. I realized that my past and the fears that obsessed me could not limit my current actions, let alone future ones, preventing me from being what I wanted to be, or doing anything to change everything I was living.

I needed......

In that moment, something caught my attention (I was looking at some photos on Facebook) during a coffee break.

A picture of a landscape, usual! But not for me...! It all started at that moment. That picture gave me a shiver down my spine, told me all about the person I had clicked. Sensitive dreamer ......... unique.

Since that day, I have always looked at his photos, never talking to him, commenting and appreciating his photos. Unexpectedly, one day, I had an answer; he thanked me for my comments. After a few days, he asked me to be his friend on FB, from that day on, I not only accepted him as a friend, I accepted him in my life, something had changed in me.

There is no rational explanation: at that moment everything was changing in me, what I felt for him was very strong. I could not imagine what could have happened.

I continue…

I already knew everything about his profile: Italian, he was my age, geologist, and his passion was photography.

It was like that for days, months; I followed him from away, in my world. For a while I had to stay away from FB (I survived :)). I was studying for a university entrance exam, it was important for me to get a good placement in the profession I had chosen for my future, marine biologist! Therefore, I just needed to study, a month later I would have obtained the only result I had hoped for: I had passed the entrance exam.

Happy, I came home; I wanted to send this news to some friends. But I sent him the message, I joined forces, without fear for not having an answer, I sent a message through Messenger... And that's how it all started. I already loved her platonically.

Our first conversation

Me: although I’m sad, I will share my victory with you. I passed the admission exam in Marine Biology.

Him: (promptly replied) I am very happy for you, but sad for your sadness

Me: thank you, it will pass. Thank you for your affection, you're always very nice.

Him: I like your comments to my photos; they give me a lot of enthusiasm to continue

Me: you deserve it

Him: I'm answering through the Google translator. I hope it translates well. You really are a nice woman.

Me: thank you

Him: I hope that my words and a hug can make you smile a bit.

Me: of course, I'm already smiling.

Him: I wish you were less sad tonight.

Me: With your words, I'm sure that sadness will pass

Him: ok

Me: are you okay?

Him: I don’t know, it's complicated

Me: cannot you tell me?

Him: I am a dreamer and dreamers are never happy.

Me: it's true, we're never happy.

Him: I knew it.... Looking at your eyes in your profile photography, I imagined you like a dreamer, romantic and a bit sad.

Me: unfortunately, we are like this... do we talk more about us? I know you are a geologist, if I were not a psychologist I would be an archaeologist. Archaeology, in Brazil, is almost non-existent, despite the great demand.

Him: hey, a psychologist, a biologist, a little archaeologist, many passions. I also have different passions, photography for example

Me: passion is what moves me, makes me feel alive. We could talk about many things; starting today, we could be good friends. What