Faces of love

Text and Photo by Nora VasconcelosRainy love by NVS

One of those days that I allow myself to wonder for hours around a bookstore I found Out of the Rain, a book by Debbie Macomber. As I like a lot Macomber’s work with the Blossom street and the Christmas series (specially Mrs. Miracle and Call Me Mrs. Miracle), I didn’t hesitate for a second to buy this book in which, the author explores “two ways to look at marriage”.

In the first part of the book, Marriage Wanted, Macomber brings to live two strong characters with opposite positions related to Marriege, Savannah is a born romantic while Nash is still dealing with the anger and dissapoinment that his divorce brought to him and that has made him distrust love.

The plot is easy to follow although this two characters make the reader sometimes wish it’d be possible to help them come to their senses and stop fighting. However, it’s through all this arguing that Savannah and Nash fall in love and manage, with lots of difficulties, to find some common ground for their love and their believes.

In the second part of the book, Laughter in the rain, Abby Carpenter suddendly finds herself at a crossroad where she has to decide between her very predictable and practical boyfriend, and a new guy who’s totally the opposite, unpredictable and very exciting.

As it has happened to me with each one of the books by Debbie Macomber, when I finished Out of the rain, I had this easy feeling of happines and relaxation that good stories always bring to me.

And, as Macomber herself says in her opening letter, “my hope is that you’ll curl up with this book some rainy afternoon, a hut cup of tea (I actually had a cup of hot cappucino) in hand, and become engrossed in these stories”.

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Simply… Thankful

The essence of life.
Anyone could wonder why I’ve chosen this photo among so many to represent with an image the world Thankful.

The answer comes from a deep feeling of completion that I got while standing on this amazing place, over there at the North of Ireland, when I had the chance the walk for about 3 km along the shore of the tip of the island only to see the magnificence of this rock formations that have become the meeting point between the earth with the sea waters for hundreds of years.

So, now, with this image, I have the chance to put together in this post three of my strongest passions in life: traveling, writing and reading.

Although I didn’t physically have a book with me that day on the shore, books are always with me, both in paper and in my head. So, now that I’m thinking about how thankful I’m for all the wonderful things that these three passions have given to my life, I thought I’d also add to this post the titles of some of the books I’ve year and for which I’m absolutely thankful for.

So, from the list of my dearest books, I have to start with two stories that marked my childhood: One and Thousand One Nights, The Travels of Marco Polo and The Miser by Moliere.

While growing up, I added some other titles to my top list, such as the works of Oscar Wilde; Around the World in 80 days by Jules Verne; Love in the Time of Colera, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez; The Name of the Rose, by Umberto Eco; The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Conan Doyle, and the works of Charles Dickens.

Recently I’ve increased my list of dearest books with The End of Eternity by Isaac Asimov; The last Dickens by Matthew Pearl; Final Theory by Mark Alpert; The Broker by John Grisham, and the collection of books written by Debbie Macomber around Blossom Street.

It’s hard to keep me from prolonging this list, but the books that I’ve mentioned have giving me so many moments of reflexion and enjoyment, that it’s something to be thankful for.

As for my trips, I have to say that there’s not a single one for which I’m not absolutely thankful and amazed for.

Cheers!

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