How often don't we long for things to happen, to be somewhere else, to meet people, to be seen, to gain new land, to play on greener grass!
It is not easy to be satisfied with what we already have. To find quiet, peace, joy, satisfaction in everyday life.
I would be proud if I could be called an artist of creating everyday memories. To fill an ordinary day with love, with joy, with beauty. To make extraordinarity out of ordinarity.
A Sunday dinner made with love. Not because of the skills or the extravagance put into it, but because it is made with the main ingredience of love. A meal prepared without salt tastes pale. A meal prepared without love tastes plain and colourless. Prepared with the right ingridients a chicken salad becomes a feast. End the day with hot chocolate in front of the fire and everyday memories are created.
