17/03/2026
Somewhere along the way, we learned to be everything… except ourselves.
Río, my little teacher of life…
Looking at him, every day, over and over again,
he shows me what no book can ever teach me.
No other person in life can teach me what he does.
I just need to follow his pace —
his kindness, his curiosity,
his don’t-give-a-sh*t attitude,
his unapologetic way of asking for whatever he wants.
His joy, his strength, his openness, his bravery.
His happiness is so real, so pure.
All the bu****it of life disappears
when I follow his way of living.
As adults, we get lost in this world of thoughts,
where we feel like we have to be so much.
But we don’t need to be much.
We need to be humble and kind.
And let our soul, our creativity, be seen —
gently, without burning out.
For who are we rushing, really?
Before we know it, we take our last breath.
Children show us the way.
I enjoy every minute with him.
I love him so, so much… it almost hurts.
And I will always make sure
he can grow into whoever he wants to be.
🤍🤍🤍
