Women often forget how to make yourself happy ...

I am acquainted with the girl in a big city of America. She lives alone has for many years now, after a long divorce and sad. Many people ask: perhaps she is not sad to live alone for long. And when she comes to visit, enter the world of her own, I understand why you get an appearance in the nature after so many sad pain.

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Her White House and beautiful to behold. Not to say that it got the floor, because of the rather unique architecture of it, probably two, maybe three, the split level room is another very strange slanted, xeo form a spacious space on an area not large apartment.

The large glass doors that open space outside, hanging curtain tulle white milk and unique interior decorations. All were designed by her. They are pretty strange, but also simply strange. And she usually laugh when I knock knocks them: "excuse me no money should put him on the map gleaned, stitched needlework, pieced together connecting them together.". The simple wooden shelves are sewing, add these patch thick mattress, into the dark chocolate mixed wood table, lovely colors, old time are low the sincere seat saw reading excellent, even, on the steps of the window is in seven cobblestone Park she brought back from several sea trips , stacked, creating a very unique artwork ... And indeed, what do she completely self created, manually sort becomes a perfect music, Russian banks love life private notes, giving the outsiders must coveted gaze and marvel at.

At first, I didn't understand why her especially loved this House to the world, though only the first set foot in it. But when she said something very abstract, but also very simple, then I suddenly understood: "I put his soul into any of the items around you": thus every item she has part of her own life the soul, it is not merely a prescribed place and needed.Can you tell me a security element in each wall of the small items, buy where, find how and what to do with them. One way of telling about who you like, that I was casually or with intent to get familiar, find and respectfully preserving, raising new chat with them. She found the joy among the not inanimate, living things have souls, Dept of her own. And I have seen too many of my private thing she put on the strange, unique and gorgeous, the only things accord with her, just talk about you and only reflecting her life.

She lived a life of their own, each little thing respectfully so, build a private world by the subtle and feel somewhat ... mysterious.

Not a huge private and as her girlfriends I have just mentioned above, however, another girl, she is currently a PR employee of a foreign company in Ho Chi Minh City, also do I marvel at with her rental apartment. 7 years living in Ho Chi Minh City, once separated from her parents at the age of 30 (To reduce from listening to her mother every night: as long as cam ca my husband-as she explains laughing giggling) she is not yet sufficient "shopping" for a private house. You still have to live the life tenant constant. But, unlike the "temporary living" mentality of many people when in the house rent, n. always create for themselves the magnificent private corner. Can one thing yet made me impressed many in the room: the bed sheets as she designed, by the by the fabrics she vintage looking to buy. It's not expensive, because the breeze she has "moi" them from old fabric warehouse Tan Binh market with cheap "rề". The knee beige shirt and pale blue cover sheet, that is very strange color combination of two sets of her own making, "long long sad sad" again mixing them back, that is a new Ministry.

The way she cared a map like that made me realize the joy of life may extend in every little thing, like a large Brocade panels she "spoiled" on from a romance adventure with friends northern mountains, cover up the old sopha by someone you "waste" for It turns into a warm private corner of the hamlet, for the dark legs alone, sipping a small cup of tea, eat a Small cake, listen to some music or read a book and interesting.

Thus, when people hear her away jealousy with her: "Why happy?", she was surprised: "nothing is hard, I listen for calculators: tea bag: 1 thousand 10 thousand Dong: pie, (maximum), music: free, books: tens of thousands of (but used for many times), see the children made him very cheap , but who are also called for, I am happy, while I think: anyone can do it, the only thing, they don't have time to slow down, to enjoy little things up in their own lives, they follow the pleasures of winter... ".

I have two girlfriends. A person who has lost happiness, one who has found happiness. But they understand, colourful life and we have to accept that. And also from which they strained to get his own way of life of each person, each person's own choice. Those who understand it, beautiful and fun to live his way. So I admire the beauty way for his world like that!=