There were more than thirty days of intensive training, heavy. There were more than thirty days away from my family, away from my princess and my warrior. There were more than thirty days of isolation, loneliness, devotion (the pictures are there to prove) . For all that was very hard to assimilate the cancellation of my struggle. It seemed that everyone who sacrifice lost its meaning. But gradually, I’m able to foresee the signs of God. For him, everything makes sense. And sometimes, we are not able to understand. But in the end, everything comes good.

Let’s wait. And thanks for the love y’all. Stay with God.