Breville Breadmaker Bb300

THE MOMENTS ...

Life is made up of many moments that happen every day, some short some longer, but each one is unique and not repeated ...

There are moments that give us laughter, others perhaps we shed tears are the dreams that give us and others we can get to steal each hopes ... one of which we weave the opportunity that God gives us to feel that we are living ...

are so many things that can happen in just a moment of many, we can win or lose, move or fall, drop or hold, build or destroy, all that and more in just a moment ...

clock Advances every second, it can destroy an entire nation in a moment, an earthquake or an explosion, it breaks a glass and breaks a relationship of many years in less than a minute, and so are many of the moments, fleeting, but There are too many that are so powerful and so deep ...

feel full the moment you can enjoy a kiss and a hug, but seem to last very little can be tortuous moments of absence in the distance and time stands unique moments steals ...

So many moments that give us every day for free and escape us or prefer to subtly let them go, because we can not see or find a timely manner ... and in that capacity or denial of depth or reflection, especially when we are expected to move the floor and challenge, we chose to spend more because, either through fear or ignorance, when we know that in just a moment, things are no longer as before.

The sad thing is that we may miss those moments, in which we are given the opportunity to share with the people we love, we invade meaningless claims, the fill of discussions with whom we hurt, the others not to acquire DALE commitments, not to ignore comparisons, let go, because maybe they can require us to deliver more than we or the inadequacies ...

Only when we feel that we run out of time to be in a certain place, to relive many moments, to share with someone special, to fight for a dream ... just when we are filled fear of losing something we love, to experience that concludes a stage or we miss something ... only to realize that things can change or are deteriorating, , feeling the need to repair or restore what we broke or lost in the moment that we waste ... Perhaps only then is that we regret, so many times that we live, all fled before us, those that do not use our senses and that we miss ... There is perhaps when we learn to appreciate each moment that without order, God has given us ...