A while ago,my husband (not spiritual, even if i’m starting to wear him down) made a dream and told me:
” You know, this night, I made a dream, it was the end of the world, we were with about ten people in a cellar, to wait for the end of bombardments, by praying for our life, everybody cried, roared, and reviewed their life to see what they regretted and remorse…finally everybody…
Except both of us!
We laughed, we told even jokes, we were incredibly happy, without fear of the death, and you know why?
Because we acted as if tomorrow did not exist, we had made every effort to regret nothing, and it is anyway better, to have regrets than remorse.
And when i woke up, I was really satisfied, because if I had to die tomorrow, I realize that I shall have make all that I wanted to make. I have the job I want, somebody I love, I travelled…
Of course, I still want to live full of things, but, if I had to leave now, I will not be sad. ”

When I look behind and when I see how he evolved, how he became the best version of himself, the version, that himself, loves…
I am really proud !