Divine Timing: May - My Month of Magic

Wow. First of all... Gratitude. That’s what I feel - deeply - toward the universe. This past month has been a true gift. From The Dark Day, when all of Portugal went quiet without electricity or internet, all the way to my birthday... most of it felt truly good. Well, nearly all.

At the end of April, I moved into a beautiful, luxurious duplex apartment in a complex that includes a swimming pool. As a lifelong swimming enthusiast, I had promised myself to make morning swims part of my daily routine. But life had other plans: after just two days, the cold wind got the better of me and I fell ill, coughing persistently for two weeks. It got rough at times, but I was stubborn - and refused to see a doctor. (Not the smartest decision, I know.) I also worked hard on my third True Travel Tale: A Prince in Portugal, which you can download and read here. Despite being sick, I was determined to publish it on Sunday, May 11th, a week before my birthday, and I worked hard to finish it on time. The result is an ebook I’m incredibly proud of - the best one yet, better written, with a beautiful story that might just need a sequel in the future.

By mid-month, I was finally starting to feel better. That’s when my friend Sara came to visit from Germany. She's originally from Peru, and we’ve been close since we met back in June 2019. She stayed with me for almost a week, and those days were filled with warmth. She taught me how to make some traditional Peruvian dishes, and more importantly, we had the kind of deep conversations and laughter over wine that nourishes the soul. Those are the moments life is made of.

Then... there was him.

April had been strange - he had been distant, unreadable at times, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it. But as the month turned into May and spring truly arrived, something shifted. He started opening up more and more, in ways that almost caught me off guard. A little flirting here and there, meaningful glances, shared moments that lingered. I’ve had feelings for him for over half a year now, and suddenly, everything felt possible.

Still, timing wasn’t on our side. He was always working - long hours, tight schedules - and it felt like the universe was teasing us. Then, the morning Sara left to return to Germany, we finally had a quiet moment together. Just the two of us. No noise, no people around, just space to talk and reconnect.

Later that week, we had another rare gift of time: he managed to leave work early one evening and spend some time with me at home. That night was… everything. Sometimes, it's not about grand declarations or dramatic gestures. It's about feeling seen, held, understood. It's about trust - especially when you’ve both been hurt before. We’re two hearts that have known wounds, now carefully finding warmth in each other's presence.

We don’t know where this story goes yet. But I do know that for the first time in a long while, I feel something tender and real blooming between us - and for now, that’s enough. In the meantime i had also been applying for a job here in Portugal. Which was a success because i got hired and i will now be starting to work soon in a multicultural office in Lisbon. This will be the first time i will be working with people from all over the world and this is something i've been dreaming of since a long time. A new adventure awaits, and next time I post here, it will be from the vibrant heart of Lisbon. Here's to a new job, a new city, and a new love :-)

Photo: Saturday, May 17th 2025 with Sara