Monday, 4 February 2013

Este blog era una tentativa de dinamizar nuestra relacion de larga distancia, y siempre nos fue muy bien. Pero ahora que Vic está acá, vamos utilizarlo para dar noticias de nosotros, particularmente de él.

Acá van algunas fotitos del primer dia de Vic en Brasília. El llegó un poquito cansado y tristito, extrañando mucho a todos en Peru: su familia, su gato, sus amigos - pero ahora está un poco más animado y fuerte, pues estoy cuidando mucho de él. Hoy desperto un poquito mal del estómago por la comida del avión, pero yo hice una sopita con papas y zanahoria, como él dijo que su mamá hace y se quedó un poquito mejor, pero con mucha flojera. ;) La sopa no estaba tan rica como a de su mamá, pero no estaba mal. ;) Esther, mandame recetas, por favor!!

Ahora vamos mostrar un poquito de su nueva oficina y de cuando llegó en aeroporto de Brasília.



En este mural estan fotitas de toda familia de victor y sus amigos. 








Monday, 31 December 2012

Beyond

We have walked a long way now, two years and four months. We have gone through good times and bad times in all this time, but the journey had been a awesome experience of knowledge and sharing. Since the first day we met each other, I have learned so many things through her. I learned how to love, how to be a better person, how to grow in the inner way, how to cook (well, no that much haha!) and learn how life can be wonderful.

I am, at last, moving to Brasilia very soon. I was scared of many changes in the begining, and Pree encouraged me to move ahead, to go for what is not known by me. I accepted that challenge, to go for a new adventure in my life, to make another city my home. To have a life as a couple and to gain love and force and to learn more about each other. It will be a second stage of knowledgment, having already a very good base of communication and knowlegdment of ourselves.


Im leaving Lima for some time and changes are coming, all for good, all for continuing this voyage through this world, yet to be known and understanded. Lima will always be in my heart, with all that compunds it, my family, my friends, our ways. And I`ll much more value in each of my interconnectness experience with all these humans beings, all of the beauty in their very own way, and I`ll remeber even more every great time we had together, more vividly and I`ll always have a big smile in my face.

Im arriving in Brasilia, where new experiences wait for me. And I go with my arms and head open, to embrace whatever may come. To push the envelope. To stay with my love. To bring the best of me. To make new friendships. Never asked a visa before, just for the US, where I was denied twice. And then, Brasil came, with its open doors. And that`s just a great beginning, to be received with wide opened eyes.


We will cook brasilian and peruvian food. We will learn each others language to the point of mastering it. We will listen to all the great music yet to be discovered. We will get older together, and the promise to get wiser with this, when we learn from our mistakes and flaws, we will go over every little thing bugging us. It wont be easy, but we keep walking, we keep this impredecible journey.


Pree may doesnt know, but I invited every single friend I had on Perú and other countries to come to visit me in Brasil. All of them know who they are, so im awaiting for you guys, let me speak spanish once in a while.

Ursinha, im going there to be with the love of my life, whith the girl who opened to me, who shares her heart and thoughts with me, who let me explore that infinty that every person carries with itself. Some say it`s a new era, a new Baktún, according to the Mayas lithography. So be it for us, as below so above.

Keep me in your head bebe, keep your sky blue and your soil green, Brasilia, keep me in your memories familiy and friends, and, then, we say, let's go!


Beyond we go!

Sunday, 30 December 2012

What it meant to me


The year is ending, and there are so many memories of it. It started uncertain and so insecure, but Victor never allowed me to fear it. Always told me to trust in time and myself, and that I could handle anything.  

He was right. And I think I may have learnt a bit about tryin to be calmer in front of the non controllable or planned. And, again, I realized it’s better we keep calm when the tectonic plates of life vibrate. Anxiety disrupts the walk.

I did not let anxiety behind in 2012, Im still a dumb sometimes, but I gained more experience and I make my best to control it each day. I got a terrific partner, which surprised me every day for being so kind and patient, for wishing me so many good vibes and making so many efforts to make me happy. Partner this one that on January decided that it would not be so bad to commit with me and finaly did the proposal. I said no to create a dramatic scene, but sooner i’d get on my knees.

He had to put up with a lot this year. My anxiety about my new life and jobs, coupled with the fact that I was also anxious wondering when the hell we were going to stay together were not easy to stand. He saw me losing my confidence in future several times. Being in a long distance relationship was driving me crazy. Such a mess we were in! Still, he remained faithful to me and us and brought my faith back.

The process of transforming a long distant relationship in a real one (not denying a long distance relationship is also real) is difficult and painful. 2012 was about that, the painful transition.

We fell in Love in 2010. In 2011 we lived the apex of confidence and we had so much fun while together, we were so certain all was going to be right, all we needed was love. But 2012 changed everything for both of us and for profissional reasons we had to spend more time appart and we started realizing that time, money and distance could win and maybe separate us. That was not something impossible, i mean, reasonable thinking. And knowing it was not impossible was just too scary sometimes.

Thats why i say 2012 was hard for both of us. Also, we knew each other better. Knowing each other better means we know our ups and downs better than before and our downs were really annoying, as anyone else’s. ;) We tried to kill each other (using skype) lot of times. But somehow was easy to made up and let the love speak, that was the good part and it seems all we have passed made us strong as a couple – a big cliche.

But there was the distance, again. This little bitch is huge and stronger  than anyone can imagine. Was a tuff fight. But somehow the distance was just too much to stand, the willing to be together was also strong, and the decision had to be done for real. But, see, one of us having to pack up and leave your own world, friends, work, home, life, culture, language... it hurted sometimes.

Since the decision till now, when we received his brazilian visa, was a big walk. But its getting everyday more real for both of us, less painful for him, I hope, who is now leaving his town. He is dealing with this like a very rational man, a man who does not fear. His courage makes me strong too and I’m ready to suport him in anyways. All I want is to be a home for him and i’m sure Peru and Brazil will walk together in our lives. 

I know my baby will sometimes feel sad by being  far away from his people. I know my baby will have good and bad days in Brasil. I know he will maybe guilt me for the bad ones. I know my babe will miss peruvian food.  I know he will be fed up with some pieces of the brazilian culture sometimes. I know we will now know each other more and more and that we now have to be two times more patient (hehe). Finaly, we both know now we start another challenging period. Mas agora a gente vai juntinho. E juntinho a gente vai bem.

Felicidade é pouco.

Muita sabedoria e amor pra gente, parceiro.

Pra você, o melhor de mim.

See you next month. 

P.S: Vic learnt portuguese in 2012. and we stoped making the english our language.

Friday, 21 December 2012

2013 is coming for us

Mais um aninho passando, mais um aninho entrando.
2013 vai ser ano de ok no visto, mudança do Vic pro Brasíu, armários novos e dívidas, né, bebê?
;)

Feliz*


Thursday, 11 October 2012

Come away with me

Come away with me in the night  (like that UNB night)
Come away with me
And I will write you a song (like no one will write to you)

Come away with me on a bus (like to Floripa)
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies  (no one!)

I want to walk with you   (when i asked you to be my brasilian girlfriend)
On a cloudy day         (in Lima)         
In fields where the yellow grass grows   (when is dry in Brasilia)
knee-high    
So won't you try to come?

Come away with me and we'll kiss   (wont you have a little conversation with me in your room?)
On a mountaintop    (or in Machu Picchu)
Come away with me   (I guarantee much love)




Song by Norah Jones

Wednesday, 19 September 2012

ausencia

Habré de levantar la vasta vida
que aún ahora es tu espejo:
cada mañana habré de reconstruirla.
Desde que te alejaste,
cuántos lugares se han tornado vanos
y sin sentido, iguales
a luces en el día.
Tardes que fueron nicho de tu imagen,
músicas en que siempre me aguardabas,
palabras de aquel tiempo,
yo tendré que quebrarlas con mis manos.
¿En qué hondonada esconderé mi alma
para que no vea tu ausencia
que como un sol terrible, sin ocaso,
brilla definitiva y despiadada?
Tu ausencia me rodea
como la cuerda a la garganta,
el mar al que se hunde.


(Ausencia, JL Borges)

Saturday, 4 August 2012

You And I


Don't you worry there my honey
We might not have any money
But we've got our love to pay the bills

Maybe I think you're cute and funny
Maybe I wanna do want bunnies do with you 
If you know what I mean

Oh lets get rich and buy our parents 
homes in the south of France
Lets get rich 
And give everybody nice sweaters 
And teach them how to dance
Lets get rich and build a house 
on a mountain making everybody 
Look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I

Well you might be a bit confused
And you might be a little bit bruised
But baby how we spoon like no one else
So I will help you read those books
If you will soothe my worried looks
And we will put the lonesome on the shelf

(Ingrid Michaelson)