<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:38:14.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estabilidade Emocional</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3166997280734811367</id><published>2010-04-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:08:30.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Borboleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S8oGrcllK-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DrcOfH7yTC8/s1600/thumbnail.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S8oGrcllK-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DrcOfH7yTC8/s400/thumbnail.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Um homem achou o casulo de uma borboleta. E, no dia em que apareceu uma pequena abertura no casulo, ele sentou e observou a borboleta, por diversas horas, enquanto ela se esforçava em forçar seu corpo através daquele pequeno furo. Depois, parecia parar sem fazer nenhum progresso. Parecia que ela tinha chegado até onde podia e não poderia, portanto, ir mais longe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Então, o homem decidiu ajudar aquela borboleta. Ele pegou uma tesoura e retirou o que restava do casulo. A borboleta assim apareceu facilmente, mas ela tinha o corpo inchado e pequenas asas enrugadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Ele continuou a olhar a borboleta, pois ele esperava que, a qualquer momento, as asas crescessem e expandissem para suportar o corpo, que iria contrair-se com o tempo. Nenhuma das duas coisas aconteceu. Aliás, a borboleta passou o resto da sua vida engatinhando com o corpo inchado e as asas enrugadas. Ela nunca conseguiu voar. O que o homem tinha feito, com a melhor das intenções e que ele não pode compreender, foi que o casulo restrito, a luta e o sufoco requerido para sair pela pequena abertura do casulo eram as formas que a natureza tinha feito para forçar o fluido do corpo da borboleta a passar para as asas. Sendo assim, ela estaria pronta para voar assim que ela tivesse se libertado do casulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Às vezes as lutas são necessárias na nossa vida. Se Deus nos permitisse passar pela vida sem nenhum obstáculo, nós seríamos "deficientes". Não seríamos fortes o suficiente e nunca poderíamos "voar".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Por tudo isso, lembre-se: Tenha um ótimo dia, uma ótima vida e algumas lutas. Depois "voe"! É necessário. É assim que as coisas precisam ser para que a elas sempre seja dado o exato valor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3166997280734811367?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3166997280734811367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/04/um-homem-achou-o-casulo-de-uma.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3166997280734811367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3166997280734811367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/04/um-homem-achou-o-casulo-de-uma.html' title='Borboleta'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S8oGrcllK-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DrcOfH7yTC8/s72-c/thumbnail.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-2699637238734324605</id><published>2010-04-06T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:14:21.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando nasce o amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S7ujO2hrQdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xU-22NcL9a4/s1600/thumbnail.php.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S7ujO2hrQdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xU-22NcL9a4/s400/thumbnail.php.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Quando estamos carentes e alguém se aproxima com mãos estendidas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Ou quando nos abrimos para a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; e despertamos paixões?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Será que existe uma lógica no amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Somos nós quem decidimos a hora de amar, ou o amor é realmente um laço, um passo para uma armadilha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Se podemos viver o amor, por que nos ausentamos, por que nos decepcionamos tanto e queremos fugir dele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Por que apostamos tanto em alguém,  e chagamos ao ponto de transferir nossa felicidade para outras mãos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Será medo da  realidade, uma fuga de nós mesmos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Será que é possível viver um amor onde apenas a verdade, e somente a verdade seja a base da relação?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Será que devemos evitar a máscara que colocamos no amor? Será que devemos ser tão realistas e secos para evitar a dor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; A dor, o amor, o calor, o desejo, o momento, a vida, uma explosão de todas as cores, de todos os sentidos, se você não se lembra mais, o amor provoca vertigens, espalha fogo por todos os lados, é um querer até sem querer, é uma transformação radical em nosso metabolismo físico, mental e espiritual, quando amamos chegamos mais perto dos anjos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Por isso, se tiver que optar, entre o vazio da razão, por medo de sofrer uma decepção e amargar meu dia, ainda assim, prefiro o risco do amor, que embeleza a vida, dá motivação renovada, e transforma o mundo, as pessoas e as atitudes, deixando tudo mais bonito, leve e eterno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; O amor é eterno, mesmo quando dura pouco, a emoção nunca se perde, as pessoas vão, partem, mas fica sempre um perfume de saudade, fica sempre uma recordação gostosa, por isso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; sempre vale a pena. só os tolos tem medo de amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2699637238734324605?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2699637238734324605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-nasce-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2699637238734324605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2699637238734324605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-nasce-o-amor.html' title='Quando nasce o amor'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S7ujO2hrQdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xU-22NcL9a4/s72-c/thumbnail.php.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-4146668204437751617</id><published>2010-04-02T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:18:07.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofreu e morreu por mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S7uk9J-Y2uI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ys3BZ11tr20/s1600/cristo_crucificadoII.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S7uk9J-Y2uI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ys3BZ11tr20/s400/cristo_crucificadoII.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entregou-se totalmente em corpo e sangue em meu favor.&lt;br /&gt;Num gesto supremo de amor que libertou os homens &lt;br /&gt;de uma vida marcada pelo mal do egoísmo.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrou a Páscoa para indicar o sentido da sua morte e &lt;br /&gt;muitos não entenderam até hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus: serviço fraterno para a minha salvação.&lt;br /&gt;Foi preso e conduzido à presença das autoridades.&lt;br /&gt;Gesto de amor feito por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Você já imaginou?&lt;br /&gt;Não cometeu nada de errado, mas entregou-se por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Procurou sempre implantar o reino de justiça: invejaram a muitos.&lt;br /&gt;Lutou e fez tudo por mim.&lt;br /&gt;As autoridades da época pediam a sua morte Acusaram-no!&lt;br /&gt;Maltrataram-no!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso, Ele fez por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Diante de todo o julgamento.&lt;br /&gt;Permaneceste calado!&lt;br /&gt;Poderia ter mudado o rumo da história.&lt;br /&gt;Mas fez tudo por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas teria que servir o projeto de Deus até o fim.&lt;br /&gt;Foi crucificado como criminoso.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso sofreu e morreu por mim.&lt;br /&gt;E eu?&lt;br /&gt;O que fiz?&lt;br /&gt;Os responsáveis pela morte de Jesus devem ser perdoados.&lt;br /&gt;Porque não conhecem a gravidade e as conseqüências do próprio gesto.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus com esse gesto anunciou a minha salvação!&lt;br /&gt;E Eu?&lt;br /&gt;Nada fiz!&lt;br /&gt;O corpo do meu Jesus foi encerrado num túmulo Tudo por causa de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus também chorou por causa de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus sofreu e morreu por mim e ainda sou frágil para testemunhá-lo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  Por isso, guia-me,Senhor!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-4146668204437751617?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/4146668204437751617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/04/sofreu-e-morreu-por-mim.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/4146668204437751617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/4146668204437751617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/04/sofreu-e-morreu-por-mim.html' title='Sofreu e morreu por mim'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S7uk9J-Y2uI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ys3BZ11tr20/s72-c/cristo_crucificadoII.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-732278775343931580</id><published>2010-03-24T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:32:41.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enquanto houver AMIZADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6pn9BmXf7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZkGBOI4cOx8/s1600/dois.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6pn9BmXf7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZkGBOI4cOx8/s400/dois.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pode ser que um dia deixemos de nos falar,&lt;br /&gt;mas, enquanto houver amizade,&lt;br /&gt;faremos as pazes de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia o tempo passe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas,se a amizade permanecer,&lt;br /&gt;um do outro ha de se lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia nos afastemos.&lt;br /&gt;mas,se formos amigos de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;a amizade nos reaproximara´.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia não mais existamos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se ainda sobrar amizade,&lt;br /&gt;nasceremos de novo, um para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia tudo acabe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas,com a amizade&lt;br /&gt;construiremos tudo novamente,&lt;br /&gt;cada vez de forma diferente,&lt;br /&gt;sendo único e inesquecível cada momento&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; que juntos viveremos e nos&lt;br /&gt;lembraremos para sempre.     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-732278775343931580?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/732278775343931580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/pode-ser-que-um-dia-deixemos-de-nos.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/732278775343931580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/732278775343931580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/pode-ser-que-um-dia-deixemos-de-nos.html' title='Enquanto houver AMIZADE'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6pn9BmXf7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZkGBOI4cOx8/s72-c/dois.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-5500496986954223107</id><published>2010-03-22T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:25:25.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6fDUKOEoDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/HdTZfzZ49RQ/s1600-h/thumbnail.php.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6fDUKOEoDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/HdTZfzZ49RQ/s400/thumbnail.php.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A poesia pode ser bela;&lt;br /&gt;mas há muitos que não se importam;&lt;br /&gt;não gostam dela...&lt;br /&gt;talvez no momento;&lt;br /&gt;não tenham um pingo se quer de sentimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poesia não é somente um momento;&lt;br /&gt;mas sim um tempo&lt;br /&gt;uma compreensão&lt;br /&gt;uma linda estação...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não sei dizer se ela sai da mente&lt;br /&gt;ou do inconsciente;&lt;br /&gt;ou será do coração?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus que confusão...&lt;br /&gt;não me deixe aqui perdido;&lt;br /&gt;no meio desta escuridão&lt;br /&gt;guia-me para a clareza;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desta natureza...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;que nos mostra a certeza&lt;br /&gt;que nos trás a emoção...&lt;br /&gt;meu, Deus seja o meu guardião.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="cor1" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Autor:&lt;/span&gt; Roberto J. Gugick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-5500496986954223107?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/5500496986954223107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/poesia.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5500496986954223107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5500496986954223107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/poesia.html' title='A poesia'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6fDUKOEoDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/HdTZfzZ49RQ/s72-c/thumbnail.php.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3766589780772918623</id><published>2010-03-19T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:00:57.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Floresça</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6PI4EkLPiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wt52Wx_H1rA/s1600-h/timelesspic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6PI4EkLPiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wt52Wx_H1rA/s400/timelesspic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No principio da vida todos são iniciados como sementes...&lt;br /&gt;Quando o primeiro broto surge, o Mundo é apresentado a ele...&lt;br /&gt;e muitas vezes os brotos se perguntam: "Como brotei?"&lt;br /&gt;Outros nem sequer se dão conta.&lt;br /&gt;Vivencie o broto do momento...&lt;br /&gt;Flua nesse brotar...&lt;br /&gt;Cultive com amor o seu território,&lt;br /&gt;não deixe as ervas daninhas, construídas de sua própria ilusão,&lt;br /&gt;interferirem no seu crescimento...&lt;br /&gt;Vivencie este crescimento...&lt;br /&gt;Assim você será uma bonita árvore&lt;br /&gt;cheia de sabedoria e amor a oferecer...&lt;br /&gt;Sinta a necessidade do coração&lt;br /&gt;e vá em frente escalando a divindade do seu Ser...&lt;br /&gt;Acredite, o supremo mora em vc...&lt;br /&gt;Brote! Cresça! Sinta se vc está crescendo no caminho certo,&lt;br /&gt;identifique, faça o movimento verdadeiro para que sua árvore não mingue.&lt;br /&gt;Florescer na vida é florescer no hoje, no agora e no amanhã!&lt;br /&gt;Floresça a sua vida, simplesmente floresça!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3766589780772918623?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3766589780772918623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-principio-da-vida-todos-sao.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3766589780772918623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3766589780772918623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-principio-da-vida-todos-sao.html' title='Floresça'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S6PI4EkLPiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wt52Wx_H1rA/s72-c/timelesspic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3434517770662828195</id><published>2010-03-16T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:17:12.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experimente outa vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5_ZFV6c5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/81RcvP7026g/s1600-h/tulipatop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5_ZFV6c5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/81RcvP7026g/s400/tulipatop.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando as coisas estão erradas e o momento é de crise,&lt;br /&gt;não pense que todos os esforços têm sido em vão, segue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez tudo seja para melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorria...&lt;br /&gt;E experimente outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que o seu aparente fracasso&lt;br /&gt;venha a ser a porta mágica que conduzirá&lt;br /&gt;para uma nova felicidade que você jamais conheceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode estar enfraquecido pela luta,&lt;br /&gt;mas não se considere vencido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso não quer dizer derrota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vale a pena gastar o seu precioso tempo&lt;br /&gt;em lágrimas e lamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levante-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siga em frente outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, se você guardar em mente o objetivo de suas aspirações,&lt;br /&gt;os seus sonhos se realizarão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tire proveito dos seus erros.&lt;br /&gt;Colha experiência de suas dores.&lt;br /&gt;E então, um dia você dirá:&lt;br /&gt;Graças a Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sei experimentar outra vez e reencontrei a paz, o amor e a felicidade." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3434517770662828195?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3434517770662828195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/experimente-outa-vez.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3434517770662828195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3434517770662828195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/experimente-outa-vez.html' title='Experimente outa vez'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5_ZFV6c5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/81RcvP7026g/s72-c/tulipatop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6485905874288470538</id><published>2010-03-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T11:09:52.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração cheio de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S50mWlmu4dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nhChbUF5xYg/s1600-h/love3top.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S50mWlmu4dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nhChbUF5xYg/s400/love3top.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A solidão não tem mais espaço o meu coração, pois ele está completamente enchido de amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amor que é a razão da minha existência!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o amor que eu sinto por você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com você ao meu lado aprendi a enxergar tudo mais belo. Aprendi a ver tudo com mais alegria, mais brilho e mais sinceridade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje já não tenho mais medo de ser feliz, pois você é tudo o que sempre sonhei, tudo que procurava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha felicidade faz parte de você, e, você sabe muito bem como me conduzir e me mover nela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrego-me totalmente em seus braços, e, sem medo, porque você sabe como me levar ao paraíso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6485905874288470538?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6485905874288470538/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/coracao-cheio-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6485905874288470538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6485905874288470538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/coracao-cheio-de-amor.html' title='Coração cheio de amor'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S50mWlmu4dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nhChbUF5xYg/s72-c/love3top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-1414323512862428864</id><published>2010-03-11T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:31:42.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 de Março Aniversario do Alexandre</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5kKxeY2s1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/RgNZZnA4NQ4/s1600-h/S6300762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5kKxeY2s1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/RgNZZnA4NQ4/s400/S6300762.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alexandre é um prazer fazer essa homenagem a você,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;parabéns por mais um ano de vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;que seus sonhos venham se realizar, e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;que você seja mais feliz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que você agradeça a Deus por&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;você ter mais esse ano e agradeçer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;por ter uma família que te ama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;assim como eu te amo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saiba que Deus te ama e ele&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;que ver você feliz, e jamais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;mude esse jeito de ser, uma pessoa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;alegre, gentil, carinhoso e muitas outras&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;qualidade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parabéns e saiba que te amo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;e sei que você me ama.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-1414323512862428864?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/1414323512862428864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/13-de-marco-aniversario-do-alexandre.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1414323512862428864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1414323512862428864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/13-de-marco-aniversario-do-alexandre.html' title='13 de Março Aniversario do Alexandre'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5kKxeY2s1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/RgNZZnA4NQ4/s72-c/S6300762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3380645677311446457</id><published>2010-03-10T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:05:28.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memórias Apaixonadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5fCRxOepuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wkcdd-rcCXM/s1600-h/cachorro_dormindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5fCRxOepuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wkcdd-rcCXM/s400/cachorro_dormindo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De tudo ficou um pouco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;do seu beijo, minha boca vazia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;de tuas palavras, a minha surdez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; de teu medo, ficou minha coragem.&lt;br /&gt;do seu corpo, meus olhos cegaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas aquelas tuas palavras,&lt;br /&gt;daqueles dias de sol raiando,&lt;br /&gt;daquelas noites estreladas,&lt;br /&gt;destas não ha como ocultar&lt;br /&gt;de minha memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas lembranças, onde nos nossos beijos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;teus lábios pareciam favos de mel, onde&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; seus olhos brilhavam mais que Paris durante a guerra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tua pele ficou em mim cada pedacinho de ti,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; cada fio de cabelo, cada grãozinho de areia de&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; teu corpo ficou no meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De teus olhos azuis ficou, em mim tua memória,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;que jamais ousarei em perder.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De seu carinho, ficaram em mim os meus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;maiores prazeres que um homem já&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;conseguiu em toda sua vida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas de você fica sempre um pouquinho de tudo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pois, minha única razão de vida e você minha tão doce e&lt;br /&gt;delicada pequena.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3380645677311446457?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3380645677311446457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/de-tudo-ficou-um-pouco-do-seu-beijo.html#comment-form' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3380645677311446457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3380645677311446457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/de-tudo-ficou-um-pouco-do-seu-beijo.html' title='Memórias Apaixonadas'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5fCRxOepuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wkcdd-rcCXM/s72-c/cachorro_dormindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-2974575796747432097</id><published>2010-03-08T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T05:35:13.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando vier me visitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5T88x3Q34I/AAAAAAAAAGE/KaMerob2FEU/s1600-h/flores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5T88x3Q34I/AAAAAAAAAGE/KaMerob2FEU/s400/flores.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando vier me visitar&lt;br /&gt;traga flores,&lt;br /&gt;muitas delas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, não me traga apenas flores:&lt;br /&gt;Não se esqueça de juntar a elas&lt;br /&gt;A beleza do seu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp; ternura do seu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;A força do seu abraço.&lt;br /&gt;O calor dos seus beijos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vier me visitar,&lt;br /&gt;traga flores, Muitas delas...&lt;br /&gt;mas não esqueça de tirar-lhes&lt;br /&gt;os espinhos que machucam,&lt;br /&gt;as folhas envelhecidas,&lt;br /&gt;os galhos secos,&lt;br /&gt;as dores embutidas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vier me visitar,&lt;br /&gt;traga flores, Muitas delas...&lt;br /&gt;perfumadas, coloridas, alegres:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;todas parecidas com você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Quando vier me visitar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; traga você por inteiro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; as flores? Nem sei se vai precisar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2974575796747432097?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2974575796747432097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/quando-vier-me-visitar.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2974575796747432097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2974575796747432097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/quando-vier-me-visitar.html' title='Quando vier me visitar'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5T88x3Q34I/AAAAAAAAAGE/KaMerob2FEU/s72-c/flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-8786687792732024456</id><published>2010-03-07T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:44:45.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>08 de março Dia Internacional da Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5PXusb6EjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vy0wyd3DXtQ/s1600-h/dia_da_mulher.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5PXusb6EjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vy0wyd3DXtQ/s400/dia_da_mulher.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Parabéns a todas mulheres    que com a &lt;br /&gt;luta do dia a dia estão conquistando &lt;br /&gt;o espaço com dignidade e respeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="93" src="http://www.bethynha.com.br/imagens/gif/passaros-voando.gif" width="470" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É grande privilégio compartilharmos &lt;br /&gt;de tua companhia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="93" src="http://www.bethynha.com.br/imagens/gif/passaros-voando.gif" width="470" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és mulher&lt;br /&gt;Tu és um ser&lt;br /&gt;Que pode ser mais do que és&lt;br /&gt;Um passarinho fruta qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser doce&lt;br /&gt;Ou fel até&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="93" src="http://www.bethynha.com.br/imagens/gif/passaros-voando.gif" width="470" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode não ser como quiser&lt;br /&gt;Mas serás a guerra e a paz&lt;br /&gt;Serás o bem e não será demais&lt;br /&gt;O mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;Ser se quiseres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="93" src="http://www.bethynha.com.br/imagens/gif/passaros-voando.gif" width="470" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois as mulheres são tão iguais&lt;br /&gt;À natureza e aos rapazes&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo fazem ou nada fazem&lt;br /&gt;Senão viver como capazes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="93" src="http://www.bethynha.com.br/imagens/gif/passaros-voando.gif" width="470" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De fazer de acontecer&lt;br /&gt;De adormecer quando chover&lt;br /&gt;Ou de morrer de um amor comum&lt;br /&gt;Que qualquer um pode querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="93" src="http://www.bethynha.com.br/imagens/gif/passaros-voando.gif" width="470" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode levar na bandeja&lt;br /&gt;A cabeça de um cristão&lt;br /&gt;Pode servir ou vir a ser&lt;br /&gt;O teu próprio sim ou não...&lt;br /&gt;(by: Fagner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-8786687792732024456?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/8786687792732024456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/08-de-marco-dia-internacional-da-mulher.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8786687792732024456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8786687792732024456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/08-de-marco-dia-internacional-da-mulher.html' title='08 de março Dia Internacional da Mulher'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5PXusb6EjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vy0wyd3DXtQ/s72-c/dia_da_mulher.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-5381216811746878757</id><published>2010-03-06T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:28:03.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dominado pelo amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5JmHKr1v_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/V-KnjaiXw-Y/s1600-h/flortop2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5JmHKr1v_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/V-KnjaiXw-Y/s400/flortop2.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Já houve tempo em que eu pensei que tivesse&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;domínio sobre mim mesmo;&lt;br /&gt;houve momentos em que eu enaltecido&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pensei que soubesse o que fazer da vida e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;quando fazer;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em alguns momentos eu me senti forte o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; bastante para escolher o caminho que meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;deveria percorrer...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje eu não me sinto capaz de lutar contra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;o meu coração que é muito mais forte que eu;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje é ele quem decide o que devo fazer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e quando fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdi a capacidade de escolher o que fazer,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ouço sempre a voz do coração; Sinto-me fraco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; para lutar contra o meu coração; Sou e estou&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dominado pelo amor que por tanto tempo evitei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, como eu perdi tempo evitando o amor!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O amor supera tudo... O tempo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;por mais severo que pareça, A distância, por&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;maior que seja, A força, por mais invencível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me um vencedor, sinto-me um sonhador,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sinto-me muito feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje eu tenho tudo aquilo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; inconscientemente sempre busquei.&lt;br /&gt;Estou dominado pelo amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; e por ele me deixo guiar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-5381216811746878757?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/5381216811746878757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/dominado-pelo-amor.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5381216811746878757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5381216811746878757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/dominado-pelo-amor.html' title='Dominado pelo amor'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5JmHKr1v_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/V-KnjaiXw-Y/s72-c/flortop2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-7061559438558127077</id><published>2010-03-05T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T06:31:50.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigo, te amo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5EVlnEv4nI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ifgvl3ympIk/s1600-h/amigos3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5EVlnEv4nI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ifgvl3ympIk/s400/amigos3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por ter me dado um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Numa triste manhã,&lt;br /&gt;Me devolvendo o verdadeiro colorido da vida&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo: TE AMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ter me acolhido com carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Quando eu te procurei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Me trazendo de volta a esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Eu digo: TE AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Por ter me falado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Quando no silencio da solidão eu estava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; E sua voz me chamou a realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Eu digo: TE AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Por ter me guiado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Quando meu caminho estava incerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; E sua Luz me fez encontrar os passos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Eu digo: TE AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Por ter me dado a certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; De sempre estar aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Me dando o prumo da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Eu digo: TE AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; E eu por não ter como retribuir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; O bem que me faz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Abro meu coração e com todas as forças da Alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Eu digo: TE AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-7061559438558127077?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/7061559438558127077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/amigo-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/7061559438558127077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/7061559438558127077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/amigo-te-amo.html' title='Amigo, te amo!'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S5EVlnEv4nI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ifgvl3ympIk/s72-c/amigos3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3119422570243679356</id><published>2010-03-03T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:39:52.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz dia das Mulheres</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S48q3r7ud1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1uCzbo0h0mc/s1600-h/dia_internacional_das_mulheres-10182.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="361" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S48q3r7ud1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1uCzbo0h0mc/s400/dia_internacional_das_mulheres-10182.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hoje um dia importante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;para nós, pensamos que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;não somos nada, é ai que pensamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;errado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Temos nosso dia, temos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;privilégios e sabemos que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;temos o nosso dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;internacional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Somos mulheres, somos mães,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;somos feliz, nós sonhamos e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;aprendemos o mais importante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mulher um ser generoso, um ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;carinhoso, uma pequena palavra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;de 6 letras (mulher) que nos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;faz tão grande e poderosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Parabéns a todas as mulheres desse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mundo e que vocês sejam felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abraços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Autor: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ( Bruninha-bbs )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3119422570243679356?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3119422570243679356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/feliz-dia-das-mulheres.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3119422570243679356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3119422570243679356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/feliz-dia-das-mulheres.html' title='Feliz dia das Mulheres'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S48q3r7ud1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1uCzbo0h0mc/s72-c/dia_internacional_das_mulheres-10182.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6411348607174360750</id><published>2010-03-03T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:53:24.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acredite sempre no amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S46F1DVvcdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eVaHGzzrFlc/s1600-h/rubybar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S46F1DVvcdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eVaHGzzrFlc/s640/rubybar.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Acredite sempre no amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Não fomos feitos para a solidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Se você está sofrendo por amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; está com a pessoa errada ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; amando de uma forma ruim para você. Caso tenha se separado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; curta a dor, mas se abra para outro amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; E se estiver amando, declare o seu amor. Cada vez mais, devemos exercer o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; nosso direito de buscar o que queremos (sobretudo no amor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Mas atenção: elegância e bom senso são fundamentais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Arrisque!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; O amor não é para covardes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Quem fica a noite em casa sozinho, só terá que decidir que pizza pedir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; E o único risco será o de engordar, mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; lembre-se. "Curta muito a sua companhia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Casamento dá certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; para quem não é dependente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Aprenda a viver feliz - mesmo sem homem/mulher ao lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; Se não tiver com quem ir ao cinema,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; vá com a pessoa mais fascinante:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; VOCÊ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6411348607174360750?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6411348607174360750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/acredite-sempre-no-amor.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6411348607174360750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6411348607174360750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/acredite-sempre-no-amor.html' title='Acredite sempre no amor'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S46F1DVvcdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eVaHGzzrFlc/s72-c/rubybar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-5476956695861264622</id><published>2010-03-02T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T07:33:53.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marca da Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S40vQJlSQDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YzD2KeOjsKE/s1600-h/sunsetgraphic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S40vQJlSQDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YzD2KeOjsKE/s320/sunsetgraphic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;É como um rastro no corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Digitais deixadas por toda parte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Perfume que se espalha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Desejos perdidos no tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; São marcas da paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Chamas se ascendem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; E os olhos alimentam um ao outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; O coração acelera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; O corpo se arrepia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Uma paixão inexplicável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Marcas que não podem ser apagadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Desejos incontroláveis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Loucuras de dois apaixonados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Uma cena de sonho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Um cenário de fantasias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Marcas da Paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Rastro de sentidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Perfumes inesquecíveis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Olhares insubstituíveis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Tempo de magia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Perseguição do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Esquecimento de fraquezas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; As marcas são fortes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; São deixadas na alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; São doces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Marcas da Paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fonte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/amor/marcas-da-paixao-100.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-5476956695861264622?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/5476956695861264622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/marca-da-paixao.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5476956695861264622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5476956695861264622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/03/marca-da-paixao.html' title='Marca da Paixão'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S40vQJlSQDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YzD2KeOjsKE/s72-c/sunsetgraphic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6837702074235901094</id><published>2010-02-28T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:49:35.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditados populares, nem tão populares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Quem ri por último... é retardado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Alegria de pobre... é impossível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Quem com ferro fere... não sabe como dói. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Sol e chuva... vou sair de guarda-chuva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Em casa de ferreiro... só tem ferro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Devo, não pago... nego enquanto puder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Quem tem boca... vai ao dentista. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Gato escaldado... morre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Quem espera... sempre cansa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Quando um não quer... o outro insiste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Os últimos... serão desclassificados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Carro a álcool... você ainda vai empurrar um. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Há males... que vem para pior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Se Maomé não vai à montanha... então vai à praia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; A esperança &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;e a sogra... são as últimas que morrem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Quem dá aos pobres... paga a conta do motel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Depois da tempestade... vem a gripe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Devagar... nunca se chega. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Antes tarde... do que mais tarde. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Boca fechada... não fala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Águas passadas... já passaram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Em terra de cego... quem tem um olho é caolho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Quem cedo madruga... fica com sono o dia inteiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6837702074235901094?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6837702074235901094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/ditados-populares-nem-tao-populares.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6837702074235901094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6837702074235901094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/ditados-populares-nem-tao-populares.html' title='Ditados populares, nem tão populares'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-395629285593794405</id><published>2010-02-26T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:28:54.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preciso dizer-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S4iRSin92SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HfUXnJuhrZk/s1600-h/deus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S4iRSin92SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HfUXnJuhrZk/s320/deus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Preciso dizer-te, que pensei muito &lt;br /&gt;esta noite, nesta madrugada: &lt;br /&gt;que só tenho que te pedir perdão, &lt;br /&gt;por gostar muito de você! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ter tido a coragem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;de &lt;br /&gt;Abrir meu coração e te &lt;br /&gt;expor todo o meu sentimento, &lt;br /&gt;sentimento, que virou Poesia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir deste instante &lt;br /&gt;fechei meu coração, pois &lt;br /&gt;quero somente ter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;o olhar reto, e continuar &lt;br /&gt;escrevendo meus versos de Amor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versos de Amor, para que, &lt;br /&gt;despertem as pessoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;que os lerem,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;e possam, mais felizes, serem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-395629285593794405?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/395629285593794405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/preciso-dizer-te.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/395629285593794405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/395629285593794405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/preciso-dizer-te.html' title='Preciso dizer-te'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S4iRSin92SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HfUXnJuhrZk/s72-c/deus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-1710787408340586977</id><published>2010-02-24T05:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T09:32:39.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo pelo amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S4UqkQE9dII/AAAAAAAAAEw/2JwmBsKsPis/s1600-h/bruna%20261%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="bruna 261" border="0" height="305" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S4UqpWQWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C-KV1YI_DfI/bruna%20261_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" title="bruna 261" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna e Alexandre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A minha primeira tatuagem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;fiz tudo pelo amor, o amor falou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mais forte veio de dentro de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nunca me arrependi pois &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;amo a pessoa de verdade e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sei que ele também me amar.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amar é cuidar da pessoa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;viver com ela ao seu lado e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;deixar o amor crescer dentro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;do seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Autor: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ( Bruninha-bbs )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-1710787408340586977?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/1710787408340586977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/tudo-pelo-amor_24.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1710787408340586977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1710787408340586977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/tudo-pelo-amor_24.html' title='Tudo pelo amor'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S4UqpWQWLXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C-KV1YI_DfI/s72-c/bruna%20261_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6737825857677023105</id><published>2010-02-22T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T13:15:32.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo tem sentido quando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando se ama de verdade não importa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;que as horas e os dias passem, o que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; importa é que você sempre&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;estará comigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Há 1 ano nos conhecemos e nos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;apaixonamos de tal maneira que uma&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;simples paixão criou asas e tornou-se um&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;belo e inexplicável amor, que com o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;tempo vem aumentando mais e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;mais suas proporções. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sabe, sou grata a ti, ao teu lado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pude aprender e evoluir muito, e sei&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;que nunca estarei sozinha, pois&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;você e seu amor sempre estarão dentro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;de mim, dentro da minha alma e é&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;claro no meu coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você surgiu em minha vida de repente,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;e com seu jeito carinhoso e meigo foi me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; conquistando aos poucos, você faz com que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eu me sinta forte para realizar todos os meus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sonhos, você me dá paz e ao mesmo tempo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;coragem para enfrentar todos os&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;desafios sempre de cabeça erguida, já não&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sei imaginar minha vida sem ti ao&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;meu lado, e sabe por que, porque eu não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; existo sem você e você não existe sem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mim, somos uma única pessoa e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nada poderá mudar isso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A cada dia que passa meu amor por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; você se intensifica e é maravilhoso viver&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;assim, amando cegamente e apaixonadamente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;uma única pessoa, VOCÊ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6737825857677023105?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6737825857677023105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/tudo-tem-sentido-quando.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6737825857677023105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6737825857677023105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/tudo-tem-sentido-quando.html' title='Tudo tem sentido quando...'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-714464688330005888</id><published>2010-02-19T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:29:25.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um verso de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S36766cNOxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jCRaypDQtec/s1600-h/anivnamero%282%29.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S36766cNOxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jCRaypDQtec/s400/anivnamero%282%29.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me lembro bem&lt;br /&gt;A primeira vez que te olhei&lt;br /&gt;Nos seus olhos eu encontrei ternura e amor&lt;br /&gt;Como nunca vi igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No céu uma estrela então brilhou&lt;br /&gt;E eu escrevi um verso de amor&lt;br /&gt;Para o seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meu amor é muito mais do que eu podia imaginar&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço a Deus, por poder te amar&lt;br /&gt;Se uma lágrima cair do meu olhar não leve a mal&lt;br /&gt;É o meu coração, querendo te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Música: Um verso de amor, Pamela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-714464688330005888?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/714464688330005888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-verso-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/714464688330005888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/714464688330005888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-verso-de-amor.html' title='Um verso de amor'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S36766cNOxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jCRaypDQtec/s72-c/anivnamero%282%29.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-1333427712265442708</id><published>2010-02-17T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:37:44.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nos braços do pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3y10gciIgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hQ7qG0PqXJs/s1600-h/tit_nos_bracos_do_pai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3y10gciIgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hQ7qG0PqXJs/s400/tit_nos_bracos_do_pai.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pai, estou aqui, olha pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Desesperado por mais de Ti&lt;br /&gt;A Tua presença é o meu sustento&lt;br /&gt;A Tua palavra, meu alimento&lt;br /&gt;Preciso ouvir a Tua Voz dizendo assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vem filho amado&lt;br /&gt;Vem em meus braços descansar&lt;br /&gt;E bem seguro te conduzirei&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu altar&lt;br /&gt;Ali falarei contigo&lt;br /&gt;Com Meu amor te envolverei&lt;br /&gt;Quero olhar em teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Tua feridas sararei&lt;br /&gt;Vem filho amado&lt;br /&gt;Vem como estás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pai, meu Pai&lt;br /&gt;Meu Papai, Abba Pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; Música: Ana Paula, Diante do trono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Essa música toca bem no fundo do nosso coração, pois se você estiver triste fale com Deus para ele te colocar nos braços dele, você se sentira segura. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-1333427712265442708?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/1333427712265442708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/nos-bracos-do-pai.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1333427712265442708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1333427712265442708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/nos-bracos-do-pai.html' title='Nos braços do pai'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3y10gciIgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/hQ7qG0PqXJs/s72-c/tit_nos_bracos_do_pai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-8535408480031723204</id><published>2010-02-11T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:56:14.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoro todos meus amigos Dihittiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amigo agente guarda no coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;por mais longe que estejamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ou nem conhecemos, mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;amamos e cutivamos estas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;amizades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fazer um amigo já é uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;grande vitoria, pois mostramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;que amamos cada um da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mesma forma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aos meus amigos dihittiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;voces estão guardado em meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saber amar as pessoas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;por mais que elas tenha defeitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e aprender ajuda-las a amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quero que voces saibam que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;eu amo todos voces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Autor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ( Bruninha-bbs )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-8535408480031723204?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/8535408480031723204/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/adoro-todos-meus-amigos-do-dihittiano.html#comment-form' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8535408480031723204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8535408480031723204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/adoro-todos-meus-amigos-do-dihittiano.html' title='Adoro todos meus amigos Dihittiano'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-2626804622341202377</id><published>2010-02-08T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:42:17.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amo minha Família</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Família um presente que Deus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;dar a cada pessoa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele dar uma mãe, a pessoa que&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;te carrega nove meses e te ama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;com todas as suas forças.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CleorOXXI/AAAAAAAAADI/eyT_pPkJ-es/s1600-h/S6300752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CleorOXXI/AAAAAAAAADI/eyT_pPkJ-es/s320/S6300752.JPG" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Eu e minha mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele lhe dar um pai, que também&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;te ama e faz te tudo pra que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;você tenha um futuro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CnymgwBTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lnVPVPt_xGA/s1600-h/S6300749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CnymgwBTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lnVPVPt_xGA/s320/S6300749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Eu e meu pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lhe dar lindas irmãs que&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;brinca, conversar e se ama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pra sempre.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CpNMZjbrI/AAAAAAAAADg/pXi2gI8R6qw/s1600-h/bruna+231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CpNMZjbrI/AAAAAAAAADg/pXi2gI8R6qw/s320/bruna+231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha irmãs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lhe dar lindos sobrinhos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;que te chama de tia e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;que ama a gente muito.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3Cp5WlaHjI/AAAAAAAAADo/1xAE0MOsTAQ/s1600-h/Bruninha+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3Cp5WlaHjI/AAAAAAAAADo/1xAE0MOsTAQ/s320/Bruninha+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Meus sobrinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lhe dar um marido que&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;te ama e viver com a gente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;a vida inteira.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CqXazZBRI/AAAAAAAAADw/V6f8wjTez3I/s1600-h/Bruninha+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="413" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CqXazZBRI/AAAAAAAAADw/V6f8wjTez3I/s320/Bruninha+025.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;u e meu marido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saiba viver a vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pois Deus ele te dar uma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;linda família que te ama e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;quer ver você feliz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Autor: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Bruninha-bbs)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2626804622341202377?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2626804622341202377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/amo-minha-familia.html#comment-form' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2626804622341202377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2626804622341202377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/amo-minha-familia.html' title='Amo minha Família'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S3CleorOXXI/AAAAAAAAADI/eyT_pPkJ-es/s72-c/S6300752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6852925870372889890</id><published>2010-02-06T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T14:55:19.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O milagre de um sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S23yvyTtjjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Wk3nzYASYmY/s1600-h/nenem_sorrindo1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="334" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S23yvyTtjjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Wk3nzYASYmY/s320/nenem_sorrindo1.JPG" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basta apenas um sorriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;para se cessarem lágrimas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;de tristeza. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basta apenas um sorriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;para invadir a alma da mais&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pura alegria existente.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basta apenas um sorriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;para curar um coração&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;doente.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basta apenas um sorriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;para encher o peito&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;de orgulho.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basta apenas o sorriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;de quem a gente ama para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; alegrar a vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gente. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basta apenas o seu lindo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; para que o meu, o seu, o nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;dia se torne mais colorido, cheio de vida e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;com a certeza de que no fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; tudo sempre dá certo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Autor: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(Bruninha-bbs)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6852925870372889890?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6852925870372889890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-milagre-de-um-sorriso.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6852925870372889890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6852925870372889890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-milagre-de-um-sorriso.html' title='O milagre de um sorriso'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S23yvyTtjjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Wk3nzYASYmY/s72-c/nenem_sorrindo1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-1062228643869377065</id><published>2010-02-05T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:02:40.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Descobri que te amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S230_DC5F_I/AAAAAAAAADA/EWpPojPZKZg/s1600-h/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S230_DC5F_I/AAAAAAAAADA/EWpPojPZKZg/s320/22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Hoje ao pensar em você, &lt;br /&gt;descobri que sem a sua companhia &lt;br /&gt;minha vida fica incompleta, &lt;br /&gt;e que todas as minhas alegrias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;tornaram-se falsas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Descobri que em seus olhos &lt;br /&gt;estão todas as minhas esperanças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em suas mãos, &lt;br /&gt;está a minha segurança. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em seu abraço, &lt;br /&gt;está o meu equilíbrio.&lt;br /&gt;Em seu beijo, &lt;br /&gt;está o meu conforto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia foi passando e fui descobrindo, &lt;br /&gt;que em você encontro tudo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta em mim, &lt;br /&gt;falta sempre alguma coisa &lt;br /&gt;que só encontro quando estou com você. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é a metade que eu necessito, &lt;br /&gt;é a minha verdade de amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;é o meu caminhar na direção certa, &lt;br /&gt;é a minha felicidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;realizada, &lt;br /&gt;é a minha vida maravilhosamente vivida... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ao pensar em você, &lt;br /&gt;descobri que TE AMO MUITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-1062228643869377065?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/1062228643869377065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/descobri-que-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1062228643869377065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1062228643869377065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/descobri-que-te-amo.html' title='Descobri que te amo'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S230_DC5F_I/AAAAAAAAADA/EWpPojPZKZg/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3608299451340973482</id><published>2010-02-03T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T08:00:58.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sou eu - Selinho e Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quem sou eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S2mZQHg2LiI/AAAAAAAAACw/YqOgnBGpSJY/s1600-h/Bruna+e+Fam%C3%ADlia+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S2mZQHg2LiI/AAAAAAAAACw/YqOgnBGpSJY/s320/Bruna+e+Fam%C3%ADlia+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adoro fazer poema,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;adoro fazer amigos, amo minha familia e amo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deus pois ele faz parte da minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amigos pra mim é como meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;coração, jamais eu tiro de dentro dele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pois eu do muito valor aos meus amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amar não é só dizer da boca pra fora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas sim guarda e prevenir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou alegre, sincera e o principal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;sou amiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3608299451340973482?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3608299451340973482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem-sou-eu-selinho-e-poesia.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3608299451340973482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3608299451340973482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem-sou-eu-selinho-e-poesia.html' title='Quem sou eu - Selinho e Poesia'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zl0xJ-CrN60/S2jSIEDvYaI/AAAAAAAAEe8/PL-XSFN7IA8/s72-c/claudine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-5140424695923934226</id><published>2010-02-01T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:29:06.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha primeira paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Se eu procurasse as palavras mais belas do mundo jamais conseguiria expressar o amor que sinto por você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; É algo além da razão e da imaginação que só um coração apaixonado é capaz de sentir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Eu te amo pela sensibilidade que lhe torna especial em um mundo tão comum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Existem pessoas que convivem anos e anos com a gente e pouco acrescentam, outras pelo contrário surgem em nossas vidas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;e sem que a gente perceba gravam o nosso nome em sua existência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Há pessoas que marcam nossas vidas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Você é uma delas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Eu preciso tanto de você, não sei se da pra entender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Nem a distância, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;nem a saudade, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; nem a ausência pode tirar de nossas vidas o que se torna especial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Quantas e quantas vezes o destino nos coloca en situações complicadas, parece que ele gosta de brincar com a gente, pois em nossos corações quase nunca se apresenta em caminhos retos e lisos mais sim cheios de obstáculos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;A vida é assim e talvez seja por isso que sofremos tanto, o amor nos empolga tanto!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Se tudo fosse claro e de fácil entendimento os relacionamentos amorosos seriam como contos de fadas!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;As pessoas não se tornam especiais pela maneira de ser ou agir..., mas simples profundidade com que atingem os nossos corações e nos leva a viver e sonhar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;intensamente mas entre todas as duvidas guarde sempre essa verdade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Você é especial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-5140424695923934226?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/5140424695923934226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/minha-primeira-paixao.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5140424695923934226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5140424695923934226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/02/minha-primeira-paixao.html' title='A minha primeira paixão'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-2697269595904102652</id><published>2010-01-30T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:10:37.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amo meu marido Alexandre ( Concentrado na Informação )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alexandre viver contigo é sempre um prazer, pois eu te amo e você sabe me fazer feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;você me completa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S2RvCipHpTI/AAAAAAAAACg/4J16KNOxv8c/s1600-h/bruna+%2810%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="364" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S2RvCipHpTI/AAAAAAAAACg/4J16KNOxv8c/s320/bruna+%2810%29.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Bruninha-bbs e Concentrado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Amar você é uma coisa sublime, imensurável, ou mesmo inexplicável; &lt;br /&gt;Pois ainda que eu contasse as estrelas do céu , &lt;br /&gt;E todos os grãos de areia do oceano , ou, ainda contasse as gotas do oceano, &lt;br /&gt;ainda assim não descreveria o quanto eu amo você ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo não sei de onde? &lt;br /&gt;Te amo não sei o por quê ? &lt;br /&gt;Mas a única coisa que sei fazer é &lt;br /&gt;Te amar , e jamais te esquecer ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Quando te olho me perco em seu olhar, &lt;br /&gt;Este olhar que me envolve de ternura, &lt;br /&gt;Basta apenas um olhar seu para me fazer feliz; &lt;br /&gt;Como só tú me faz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A melodia que sua voz transmite carregada pelos ventos &lt;br /&gt;Chega sussurrando em meus ouvidos, &lt;br /&gt;E me faz dormir em paz , com minha própria alma. &lt;br /&gt;Seu amor me deixa sem saber como agir, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem mesmo , sei para onde fugir, &lt;br /&gt;A não ser me refugiar em meu próprio mundo, &lt;br /&gt;No meu próprio universo , neste universo onde só toca a melodia de sua voz .... &lt;br /&gt;De suas palavras...de seus versos ....de seus versos de amor .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só sei pensar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;em você, penso em você tão alto, &lt;br /&gt;À ponto de você escutar meus pensamentos, &lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos este, voltados à você, &lt;br /&gt;Você é o centro do meu mundo o sentido da minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; ,a razão do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;meu viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;Te amo!!! Te Adoro!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; Eu queria gritar para que o mundo inteiro pudesse me ouvir , como não posso , apenas “tento” mostrar todo esse meu amor , através de um simples olhar, ou um simples sorriso ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; POIS COM PALAVRAS SERIA IMPOSSÍVEL ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt; TE AMO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2697269595904102652?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2697269595904102652/comments/default' title='Postar 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S2NWc7FPIWI/AAAAAAAAACY/vSWwxemUW10/s320/anjo011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Procuro um lugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Procuro um amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Procuro um alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Procuro me encontrar em algum lugar, com alguém que me de muito amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; E parece impossível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Já encontrei alguém que me largou no meio do caminho, que não quis encontrar nosso lugar, que simplesmente soltou minha mão.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; E eu chorei, chorei porque não tinha mais ninguém para me dar amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Chorei porque eu tinha me acostumado a ouvir e dizer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; TE AMO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Chorei porque agora estou só &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Estou caminhando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Procurando alguém, mas na minha lembrança só vejo o teu rosto, só ouço a sua voz, só sinto nós dois, só vivo o passado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; E no presente vou caminhando na mesma estrada aonde você largou minha mão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; No meio dessa estrada tento achar outro alguém e continuar seguindo para algum lugar, o lugar que era só meu e seu aonde você não quis chegar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Mas no meu coração, bem no fundo sempre vai existir um pedacinho que hoje é triste mas, que ainda lembra feliz do que se foi, ainda lembra com esperança de te trazer de volta.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Porque você já foi metade de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Porque não consigo te falar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Então escrevo para os anjos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3604422896285242778?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3604422896285242778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/carta-para-os-anjos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3604422896285242778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3604422896285242778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/carta-para-os-anjos.html' title='Carta para os anjos'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S2NWc7FPIWI/AAAAAAAAACY/vSWwxemUW10/s72-c/anjo011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-5579341586991010369</id><published>2010-01-28T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T09:08:04.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saiba Viver</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saiba viver a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;como ela é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hoje estamos alegres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;amanhã estamos triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mais há algo que é muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;importante, viva o amanhã&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;como se fosse hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Viver é ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;saber curtir, brincar e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;compartilhar as coisas boas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;com os amigos e familiares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saiba dar valor as pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pois um dia ela não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;estara aqui do nosso lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saiba ensina as coisas boas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;saiba amar, saiba dar carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;assim você vivera feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Autor: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span 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style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ( Bruninha-bbs ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-5579341586991010369?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/5579341586991010369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/saiba-viver.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5579341586991010369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5579341586991010369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/saiba-viver.html' title='Saiba Viver'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-4295182770584596559</id><published>2010-01-26T12:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:45:01.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando estiver triste…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Lembre dos momentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;mais alegres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Das emoções que já passou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;com seus amigos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Do amor que você tem pois,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;somos vencedores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Da família maravilhosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;que te ama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Da sua grande paixão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Deus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Dos seus melhore amigos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;aqueles que sempre estão contigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Mais nunca lembre dos momentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;triste&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Pois você tem grandes amores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Deus, que esta sempre contigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;e sua família, que quer ver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;você sempre feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Autor: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-4295182770584596559?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/4295182770584596559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/quando-estiver-triste.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/4295182770584596559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/4295182770584596559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/quando-estiver-triste.html' title='Quando estiver triste…'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-1505271479906434981</id><published>2010-01-23T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:49:06.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flor Ignorada</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não se iluda, nem sempre palavas bastar vão&lt;br /&gt;nem sempre as ações efetivas serão&lt;br /&gt;e a ajuda não trara nada alem de decepção&lt;br /&gt;saiba, nem tudo está em sua mão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lamento, mas não é garantia ganhar&lt;br /&gt;por vezes se ganha e nada se provem&lt;br /&gt;há vitorias contra quem não precisa vencer&lt;br /&gt;que no real é perca de tempo, desdem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O mundo faz seu jogo e regra&lt;br /&gt;que por capricho muda a bel prazer&lt;br /&gt;não de-se por fracasso se não se integra&lt;br /&gt;aos que sabem mais aparecer que ser&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não se fustigue se não houve louros&lt;br /&gt;se à sua ária não teve plateia ou aplauso&lt;br /&gt;se a sua vitoria não trouxe pódio ou ouro&lt;br /&gt;e sua epopeia fantástica virou só um causo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu sei do mais belo que não foi visto&lt;br /&gt;do mais doce que não foi provado&lt;br /&gt;e sem duvida, o melhor se perdeu nisto&lt;br /&gt;nas flores que brotaram no escuro, ignorado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-1505271479906434981?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/1505271479906434981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/flor-ignorada.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1505271479906434981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1505271479906434981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/flor-ignorada.html' title='Flor Ignorada'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-8210709018304384031</id><published>2010-01-21T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T12:51:45.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando agente ama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando agente ama tudo muda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tudo se transforma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nossa vida fica mais feliz, mas para sermos felizes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;devemos ama a pessoa de verdade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amar é um sentimento lindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;entre duas pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;abraços, beijos, carinho e muito mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Para ser amado precisamos amar também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;saiba amar, saiba dar carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ai você sera amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sabe amar é a melhor coisa do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;valorize seu grande amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Autor: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Bruninha-bbs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-8210709018304384031?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/8210709018304384031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/quando-agente-ama.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8210709018304384031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8210709018304384031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/quando-agente-ama.html' title='Quando agente ama'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-2029049606241672971</id><published>2010-01-20T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:07:21.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perguntas</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que fazer, te pergunto,&lt;br /&gt;Se te esquecer não consigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já tentei, já tentastes, eu sei.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem eu, nem você,&lt;br /&gt;Conseguimos nos esquecer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Foi forte, é forte, será sempre forte.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que foi, tudo que é, tudo que será.&lt;br /&gt;Será? Ou não será? Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez! um dia! quem sabe?&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabe. Ninguém sente o que sinto...&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sente o que sentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que sinto, só eu sei.&lt;br /&gt;O que sentes, só tu o sabes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem nos separará?&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes? Eu sei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apenas eu e você, podemos nos                           separar.&lt;br /&gt;Você quer? Eu não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero, você quer.&lt;br /&gt;E você sabe o que eu quero,&lt;br /&gt;como eu sei o que você quer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então? Porque não?&lt;br /&gt;Se eu quero e você quer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te pergunto...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2029049606241672971?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2029049606241672971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/perguntas.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2029049606241672971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2029049606241672971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/perguntas.html' title='Perguntas'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3318538781570309703</id><published>2010-01-19T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T08:59:34.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Será?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Xk0aj1vUI/AAAAAAAAACI/VXfKNagTru4/s1600-h/seraimage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Xk0aj1vUI/AAAAAAAAACI/VXfKNagTru4/s320/seraimage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No dia em que te ví, me senti tola.&lt;br /&gt;Teu jeito e tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Entraram pelos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E pelos meus ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;Como uma canção e uma visão&lt;br /&gt;que parecia ser de muito tempo... e de sempre.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tentei não dar asas a ilusão&lt;br /&gt;que a há pouco me fizera sofrer tanto.&lt;br /&gt;Então... teus olhos me viram um dia.&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez, surpresos&lt;br /&gt;Outra, intrigados.&lt;br /&gt;Outra ainda, me encontraram na multidão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teus passos,calculados,&lt;br /&gt;nos aproximaram.&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse ao acaso...&lt;br /&gt;Será?!&lt;br /&gt;Espero teus olhos de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Só para poder confirmar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3318538781570309703?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3318538781570309703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/sera.html#comment-form' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3318538781570309703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3318538781570309703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/sera.html' title='Será?'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Xk0aj1vUI/AAAAAAAAACI/VXfKNagTru4/s72-c/seraimage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6666997237378803525</id><published>2010-01-18T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:40:24.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco Minutos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1SO5CUDKqI/AAAAAAAAACA/qPLEryfdG4c/s1600-h/people13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1SO5CUDKqI/AAAAAAAAACA/qPLEryfdG4c/s320/people13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No                                                         parque, uma mulher sentou-se                                                         ao lado                                                         de um homem em um banco perto do                                                         playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Aquele, logo ali,                                                         é meu filho. Ela disse,                                                         apontando para um                                                         pequeno menino                                                         usando um suéter                                                         vermelho e que deslizava                                                         no escorregador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Um bonito garoto.                                                         O homem respondeu e                                                         completou,&lt;br /&gt;-  Aquela                                                         usando vestido branco,                                                         pedalando&amp;nbsp; em sua bicicleta, é minha                                                         filha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, olhando o                                                         relógio, o homem chamou                                                         a sua filha.&lt;br /&gt;-  Melissa, o que você                                                         acha de irmos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Melissa suplicou&lt;br /&gt;-  Mais cinco                                                         minutos, pai. Por favor.                                                         Só mais cinco minutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem concordou e                                                         Melissa continuou                                                         pedalando sua bicicleta,                                                         para alegria                                                         de seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os minutos se                                                         passaram e o pai                                                         levantou-se e novamente                                                         chamou sua filha.&lt;br /&gt;-  Hora de ir agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra vez Melissa                                                         pediu,&lt;br /&gt;-  Mais cinco                                                         minutos, pai. Só mais                                                         cinco minutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem sorriu e                                                         disse,&lt;br /&gt;-  Está certo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  O senhor é                                                         certamente um pai muito                                                         paciente, - a mulher                                                         comentou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem sorriu e                                                         disse,&lt;br /&gt;-  O irmão mais                                                         velho de Melissa, Tommy,                                                         foi morto por um                                                         motorista bêbado no ano passado quando                                                         montava sua bicicleta                                                         perto daqui.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca passei                                                         muito tempo com Tommy e                                                         agora eu daria qualquer                                                         coisa por apenas mais cinco                                                         minutos com ele.&lt;br /&gt;Eu me prometi não                                                         cometer o mesmo erro com                                                         Melissa.&lt;o:p&gt;                                                         &lt;/o:p&gt;                                                         &lt;br /&gt;Ela acha que tem                                                         mais cinco minutos para                                                         andar de bicicleta.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, eu é                                                         que tenho mais cinco                                                         minutos para vê-la                                                         brincar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1SOS8wazYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3f3ZJkWN4G4/s1600-h/people13icon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1SOS8wazYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3f3ZJkWN4G4/s320/people13icon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em tudo na vida                                                         estabelecemos                                                         prioridades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quais são as suas                                                         prioridades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dê, hoje, a alguém                                                         que você ama mais cinco                                                         minutos&lt;br /&gt;de seu tempo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6666997237378803525?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6666997237378803525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/cinco-minutos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6666997237378803525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6666997237378803525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/cinco-minutos.html' title='Cinco Minutos'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1SO5CUDKqI/AAAAAAAAACA/qPLEryfdG4c/s72-c/people13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-2707017272380321699</id><published>2010-01-17T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:12:33.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhe Sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1NSx3MgtuI/AAAAAAAAABo/EeNGHHvm81k/s1600-h/sonhesempre_img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1NSx3MgtuI/AAAAAAAAABo/EeNGHHvm81k/s320/sonhesempre_img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando o sonho florir,&lt;br /&gt;Não o impeça de se realizar.&lt;br /&gt;Vá em frente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não recue adiante&lt;br /&gt;Do que poderá viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhe sempre ...&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca permaneça na ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siga em frente com toda força,&lt;br /&gt;Faça do seu coração seu guia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os momentos,&lt;br /&gt;Mantenha sempre a esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando todas as coisas disserem "não"&lt;br /&gt;a um sonho seu,&lt;br /&gt;Demonstre que quem vive por um ideal&lt;br /&gt;O alcançará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não desista nunca,&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha medo de ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois quando se luta,&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O sonho é uma projeção do seu futuro."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2707017272380321699?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2707017272380321699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/sonhe-sempre.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2707017272380321699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2707017272380321699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/sonhe-sempre.html' title='Sonhe Sempre'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1NSx3MgtuI/AAAAAAAAABo/EeNGHHvm81k/s72-c/sonhesempre_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-5412458140533409624</id><published>2010-01-15T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T19:23:24.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade... 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Triste Saudade...&lt;span style="color: #eef1f7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Há dias, em que a tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;Sem avisar, invade meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Irreverente diante da minha luta&lt;br /&gt;Tenta ser mais forte, mais teimosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Ev_IoI8uI/AAAAAAAAABg/2NWjq_NwQUI/s1600-h/rom_saudade1div1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Ev_IoI8uI/AAAAAAAAABg/2NWjq_NwQUI/s320/rom_saudade1div1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Me faz sentir uma falta imensa&lt;br /&gt;De teu abraço, de teu carinho&lt;br /&gt;Me faz perceber o quanto insana&lt;br /&gt;Tem sido minha espera por ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Ev_IoI8uI/AAAAAAAAABg/2NWjq_NwQUI/s1600-h/rom_saudade1div1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Ev_IoI8uI/AAAAAAAAABg/2NWjq_NwQUI/s320/rom_saudade1div1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ao vento sussurro minha saudade,&lt;br /&gt;Com a chuva misturo minhas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Ao sol peço secar meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;À lua peço que te encontre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Ev_IoI8uI/AAAAAAAAABg/2NWjq_NwQUI/s1600-h/rom_saudade1div1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1Ev_IoI8uI/AAAAAAAAABg/2NWjq_NwQUI/s320/rom_saudade1div1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Busco no infinito,&lt;br /&gt;A força para não desistir&lt;br /&gt;E deixar algum dia em seus braços&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que de mim, guardei para ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-5412458140533409624?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/5412458140533409624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/saudade-triste-saudade.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5412458140533409624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/5412458140533409624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/saudade-triste-saudade.html' title='Saudade... Triste Saudade...'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/S1EvdH5n1XI/AAAAAAAAABY/a_UHKG3Cepg/s72-c/rom_saudade1img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-7430409115516293944</id><published>2010-01-14T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:30:31.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pense na vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pense na vida como ela é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um dia você está triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;outro dia você está alegre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mais nossa vida é tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Onde estaja sempre há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;algo novo para se viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;aprender, buscar e viver&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;em todos os momentos de nossa vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mais antes de isso tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pense bem na sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nunca diga que sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;não é nada, pois você pode ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;diga eu sou feliz não importe pro que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;os outros falem, viva a sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saiba viver&amp;nbsp; a sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas lembre-se antes de tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pense na vida!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Autor: Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-7430409115516293944?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/7430409115516293944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/pense-na-vida.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/7430409115516293944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/7430409115516293944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/pense-na-vida.html' title='Pense na vida...'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-962439396009429748</id><published>2010-01-12T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:47:34.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudanças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rostos misturados na multidão,&lt;br /&gt;passos indo e vindo,&lt;br /&gt;ressonando,&lt;br /&gt;chuva fina que levou tempo a cair,&lt;br /&gt;nuvens escuras cheirando a saudade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remover o mofo, o bolor,&lt;br /&gt;jogar fora as lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;abrir as portas e janelas,&lt;br /&gt;trocar as cortinas e a cor da parede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudar os lugares à mesa,&lt;br /&gt;os arranjos, as flores, os enfeites,&lt;br /&gt;comprar toalhas novas,&lt;br /&gt;novos perfumes, também o sabonete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lençóis e fronhas, travesseiros,&lt;br /&gt;os velhos tapetes,&lt;br /&gt;também os quadros,&lt;br /&gt;velhos retratos esquecidos nas gavetas,&lt;br /&gt;os móveis, almofadas,&lt;br /&gt;tudo!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não mais&lt;br /&gt;aquele programa favorito,&lt;br /&gt;não mais as mesmas músicas...&lt;br /&gt;Ir e vir por outras ruas,&lt;br /&gt;até comprar em lojas diferentes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia após dia...&lt;br /&gt;O tempo voa!&lt;br /&gt;Você esquece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente,&lt;br /&gt;aquela vontade de reler o velho romance&lt;br /&gt;perdido entre tantos na estante.&lt;br /&gt;Abro as páginas&lt;br /&gt;desbotadas&lt;br /&gt;e um bilhete cai do passado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Te amo para sempre”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-962439396009429748?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/962439396009429748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/mudancas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/962439396009429748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/962439396009429748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/mudancas.html' title='Mudanças'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-946218247080131534</id><published>2010-01-10T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:02:29.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho ou Realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando o silêncio da noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aos poucos vai sendo tomados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pelos acordes de um música suava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Românticas e envolvente, eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imaginariamente segura em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suas mãos e sinto seu pulsar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acerelando de seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ao poucos tornando um ritmo ameno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fazendo com que o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;também se acalme, e eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Entro em sintonia contigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;apesar da distância e ... então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nossas asas se tocam levemente... e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;juntos alcaçamos vôo...indo até o infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;chegando aos pés do Criador para então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agradecer a bondade infinita, de nos permitir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Momentos sublimes de harmonia e paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Flutuando na imensdão dos céus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Momentos esses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;apenas imaginários... mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Se o sentimos juntos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;então não é imaginação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;É realidade!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-946218247080131534?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/946218247080131534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/sonho-ou-realidade.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/946218247080131534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/946218247080131534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/sonho-ou-realidade.html' title='Sonho ou Realidade'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-8292419598566943910</id><published>2010-01-06T10:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:02:50.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um dia você aprende que...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Depois de algum tempo você aprende a diferença, a subtil diferença entre dar a mão e acorrentar uma alma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E voce aprende que amar não significa apoiar-se, e que companhia nem sempre significa segurança.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E aprende que beijos beijos não são contrados e presentes não são promessas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E começa a aceita as suas derrotas com a cabeça erguida e os olhos adiante, com a graça de um adulto e não com a tristeza de uma criança.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E aprende a construir todas as suas estradas do hoje, porque o terreno do amanhã é incerto demais para os planos, e o futuro tem costume de cair meio ao vão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Depois de um tempo você aprende que o sol queima se ficar exposto por muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E aprende que não importa o quando você importe, algumas pessoas simplesmente não se importam...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E aceita que não importa o quão boa seja uma pessoa, ela vai feri-lo de vez em quando e você precisa perdoá-la por isso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprende que falar pode aliviar dores emocionais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Descobre que se leva anos para se construir confiança e apenas segundos para destrui-la, e que você pode fazer coisas em um instante, das quais se arrependerá pelo resto da vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprende qe verdadeiras amizades continuam a crescer mesmo a longas distânciais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E o que importa não é o que você tem na vida, mas quem você tem na vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E que bons amigos são a família que nos permitiram escolher.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprende que não temos que mudar de amigos se compreendemos que os amigos mudam, percebe que seu melhor amigo e você pode fazer qualquer coisa ou nada, e terem bons momentos juntos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Descobre que devemos deixar as pessoas que amamos com palavas amorosas, pode se a última vez que as vejamos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprende que o tempo não é algo que possa volta para trás, portanto, plante seu jardim e decore sua alma, ao invés de espera que alguem lhe traga flores...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E você apende que realmente pode surporta...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que realmente é a forte, e que pode ir muito mais longe depois de pensar que não pode mais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E que realmente a vida tem valor e que você tem valor diante da vida!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nossas duvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder o bem que poderíamos conquistar, se não fosse o medo de tentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-8292419598566943910?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/8292419598566943910/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-dia-voce-aprende-que.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8292419598566943910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8292419598566943910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-dia-voce-aprende-que.html' title='Um dia você aprende que...'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-8093315358915429844</id><published>2010-01-05T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:38:07.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A busca</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="postBody" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Busquei em rostos e sorrisos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Procurei em festas e florestas,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Percorri caminhos e trilhas,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; E quando pensei que não mais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Encontraria minha alma gêmea,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Minha felicidade,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Eis que surgiu à minha frente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; O motivo de minha busca.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; E como uma criança pura&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; E inocente, me entreguei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Por completo a você.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; E como um anjo celestial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Iluminou minha estrada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Renovando em mim um novo espírito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Ensinando-me a difícil Arte do Amor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Juntos vivemos todas as emoções possíveis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Crescemos com nossos sentimentos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Compartilhamos tristezas e alegrias.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Não somos apenas mais um casal, mas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Amigos, amantes, cúmplices e Namorados.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-8093315358915429844?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/8093315358915429844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/busca_05.html#comment-form' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8093315358915429844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8093315358915429844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/busca_05.html' title='A busca'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-4914906086345953948</id><published>2010-01-03T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T08:30:34.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor a Distância</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; text-align: center;" class="entry"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quantas vezes eu já não toquei o vazio,&lt;br /&gt;na esperança de te sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes eu já não ergui minha mão,&lt;br /&gt;com vontade de acariciar teu rosto … ou secar uma lágrima.&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes eu não fechei os meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;para poder visualizar tua boca sorrindo…&lt;br /&gt;enquanto eu sentia que tu&lt;br /&gt;sorria… do outro lado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinto tanto a tua falta…&lt;br /&gt;Falta do teu calor…&lt;br /&gt;Falta dos teus beijos…&lt;br /&gt;Falta do teu olhar…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas a tua voz me aquece , me acaricia ,&lt;br /&gt;me embala nas minhas noites vazias…&lt;br /&gt;E a esperança preenche meus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;A esperança de que não tarde o próximo dia em que vamos nos encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;E de que não tarde, o dia em que não vamos mais nos separar…&lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-4914906086345953948?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/4914906086345953948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/amor-distancia.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/4914906086345953948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/4914906086345953948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2010/01/amor-distancia.html' title='Amor a Distância'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-2732169932291005228</id><published>2009-12-26T10:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:00:53.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Homem: "A gente já não se encontrou antes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Sim, eu sou a recepcionista da clínica especializada em doenças venéreas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Será que eu já não te vi em algum lugar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Já, e é por isso que eu não vou mais lá."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Este lugar está vago?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Está, e este aqui também vai ficar se você se sentar aí."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "E se a gente fosse lá para casa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Não sei... há dois lugares numa lata de lixo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "A gente vai para a sua casa ou para a minha?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Os dois. Você vai para a sua casa e eu vou para a minha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Eu queria te ligar. Qual é o seu telefone?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Está na lista."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Mas eu não sei o seu nome."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Também está na lista."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Então, o que você faz da sua vida?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Eu sou travesti."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Como você prefere seus ovos no café da manhã?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Não fecundados."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Ora, vamos, pára com isso: nós dois estamos aqui nessa boate pelo mesmo motivo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "É, prá pegar mulher."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Eu quero me dar a você."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Sinto muito, eu não aceito esmola."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Se eu pudesse te ver nua, eu morreria feliz."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Pode ser. Se eu pudesse te ver nu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; eu morreria de rir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Homem: "Eu irei ao fim do mundo por você."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Mulher: "Mas será que você vai saber ficar por lá?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2732169932291005228?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2732169932291005228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/cantadas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2732169932291005228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2732169932291005228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/cantadas.html' title='Cantadas'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6742666153601614969</id><published>2009-12-22T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:08:38.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendendo com os erros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na vida não precisamos acertar sempre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a cada diaserrar menos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é necessário que a cada erro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendamos o máximo possível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que esses erros tornem-se experiências aproveitáveis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das quais precisaremos no futuro, para não cometer os mesmo erros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo que muitas dessas experiências machucam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos trazem lembranças que fazem sofrer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que preferimos esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda assim, temos que ter consciência que devemos aproveitá-las&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a cada dia errarmos menos e acertramos mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque a vida é assim, cheia de surpresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E precisamos aprender a conviver com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caso contrário, não conseguiremos ser alguém,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E certamente não estamos aqui por acaso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem razão, á toa, sem um objetivo à conquistar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos em busca de um espaço,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para deixarmos de ser mais um neste mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso temos obrigação de aprender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A viver e conviver com a realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendo consciência de que em nossas mãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está o nosso futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dependendo principalmente do que somos no presente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que seremos neste futuro bem próximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos ter em mente algo muito importante:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que devemos ser sempre nós mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respeitando ao nosso próximo como a si próprio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vermos que isto está acontecendo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então sentiremos que nossos erros tornaram-se experiências.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que isso, é como um sinal de nosso amadurecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou seja, que deixamos de ser crianças&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E passamos a ser adultos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não no físico e sim no mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6742666153601614969?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6742666153601614969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/aprendendo-com-os-erros.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6742666153601614969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6742666153601614969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/aprendendo-com-os-erros.html' title='Aprendendo com os erros'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6277141339108403660</id><published>2009-12-22T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:01:03.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O poder de um sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/SzF4hKx4gdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ogX2c4Sj_T4/s1600-h/flortop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/SzF4hKx4gdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ogX2c4Sj_T4/s320/flortop.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418244337928012242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso não custa nada, mas cria muitas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Dura só um momento, mas sua lembrança perdura pela vida a fora.&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode comprá-lo, mendigá-lo, pedi-lo emprestado ou roubá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Não tem utilidade enquanto não é dado.&lt;br /&gt;E por isso se no seu caminho encontrares uma pessoa&lt;br /&gt;por demais cansado para lhe dar um sorriso, deixa-lhe o seu,&lt;br /&gt;pois ninguém precisa tanto de um sorriso quanto&lt;br /&gt;aquele que não tem mais um a oferecer.&lt;br /&gt;Seu sorriso será tão precioso para esta pessoa&lt;br /&gt;que no momento que ela receber ela sentirar a magia&lt;br /&gt;da felicidade incendiar o seu viver, e ela de gratidão&lt;br /&gt;lhe retornarar um belo e meigo sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso minha querida amiga, conserve este brilho&lt;br /&gt;de alegria em seu rosto, pois mesmo que você não&lt;br /&gt;perceba através do seu sorriso, você transmite para&lt;br /&gt;as pessoas que caminham ao seu lado forças, alegria e coragem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6277141339108403660?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6277141339108403660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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153);"&gt;As sementes da  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/natal/semeando-um-feliz-natal-625.html#" onclick="hwClick1261434(undefined);return false;" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-decoration: underline;" onmouseover="hw1261434(event, this, 'undefined'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " oncontextmenu="return false;"&gt;vida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; precisam ser semeadas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; com paz e amor, e assim, poder gerar o alimento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; que precisamos para viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Viver com  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/natal/semeando-um-feliz-natal-625.html#" onclick="hwClick0261434(undefined);return false;" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-decoration: underline;" onmouseover="hw0261434(event, this, 'undefined'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " oncontextmenu="return false;"&gt;alegria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; coragem e determinação de seguir adiante.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Viver o presente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; com  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/natal/semeando-um-feliz-natal-625.html#" onclick="hwClick3261434(undefined);return false;" 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this.style.borderBottom='solid';" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " oncontextmenu="return false;"&gt;sonho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; de felicidade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; e cada amanhã&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; uma visão de esperança.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Feliz Natal e um Ano Novo cheio de realizações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2620397654980204667?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sy8UgER8WrI/AAAAAAAAABI/fImi5LqVeOw/s72-c/nataltop19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3335973641447645875</id><published>2009-12-20T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:12:59.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz natal e um próspero ano novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sy8RtG5MZHI/AAAAAAAAABA/loXmQn9oJGE/s1600-h/nataltop16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sy8RtG5MZHI/AAAAAAAAABA/loXmQn9oJGE/s320/nataltop16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417568343392281714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Um momento doce e cheio de significado para as nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; É tempo de repensar valores, de ponderar sobre a vida e tudo que a cerca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; É momento de deixar nascer essa criança pura, inocente e cheia de esperança que mora dentro de nossos corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; É sempre tempo de contemplar aquele menino pobre, que nasceu numa manjedoura, para nos fazer entender que o ser humano vale por aquilo que é e faz, e nunca por aquilo que possui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Noite cristã, onde a alegria invade nossos corações trazendo a paz e a harmonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;O Natal é um dia festivo e espero que o seu olhar possa estar voltado para uma festa maior, a festa do nascimento de Cristo dentro de seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Que neste Natal você e sua família sintam mais forte ainda o significado da palavra amor, que traga raios de luz que iluminem o seu caminho e transformem o seu coração a cada dia, fazendo que você viva sempre com muita felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Também é tempo de refazer planos, reconsiderar os equívocos e retomar o caminho para uma vida cada vez mais feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Teremos outras 365 novas oportunidades de dizer à vida, que de fato queremos ser plenamente felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Que queremos viver cada dia, cada hora e cada minuto em sua plenitude, como se fosse o último.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Que queremos renovação e buscaremos os grandes milagres da vida a cada instante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Todo Ano Novo é hora de renascer, de florescer, de viver de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Aproveite este ano que está chegando para realizar todos os seus sonhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; FELIZ NATAL E UM PRÓSPERO ANO NOVO PARA TODOS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3335973641447645875?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3335973641447645875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-natal-e-um-prospero-ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3335973641447645875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3335973641447645875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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mente,&lt;br /&gt;e sim omite os fatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Mulher não &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;fofoca&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;mas sim troca informações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Mulher não trai,&lt;br /&gt;se vinga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Mulher não fica bêbada,&lt;br /&gt;entra em estado de &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;alegria&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Mulher nunca xinga,&lt;br /&gt;apenas é sincera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Mulher não grita,&lt;br /&gt;testa as cordas vocais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Mulher nunca chora,&lt;br /&gt;lava as pupilas dos olhos com freqüência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-Mulher nunca olha para um homem sarado com segundas intenções,&lt;br /&gt;apenas verifica suas formas anatômicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-Mulher sempre entende o que homem diz,&lt;br /&gt;só pede que explique novamente para testar sua capacidade de raciocínio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-Mulher não sente preguiça,&lt;br /&gt;descansa a &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;beleza&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="mensagem"&gt;11-Mulher nunca sofre por &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;e sim entra em contradições com os sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-Mulher nunca engana os homens,&lt;br /&gt;pratica o que aprendeu com eles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-2119501813722571964?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/2119501813722571964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-dozes-mandamentos-da-mulher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2119501813722571964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/2119501813722571964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-dozes-mandamentos-da-mulher.html' title='Os dozes mandamentos da mulher'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-1685308666008622547</id><published>2009-12-20T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T10:06:47.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta de um louco para um maluco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt;Era meia-noite, o sol brilhava entre as trevas de um dia claro e bonito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; Um homem vestido sem roupas com as mãos nos bolsos, estava sentado em pé, numa pedra de pau, a beira de um rio seco, ele dizia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; - Prefiro morrer do que perder a vida! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; Naquele momento, logo depois, um mudo disse a um surdo que estava entrigado pois um cego não parava de olhar para ele, enquanto o surdo estava ouvindo o mudo falar, um alejado corria atrás de um carro parado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; Bem longe daqui, porém muito perto, um senhor alto, moreno, careca, mas muito baixo, penteava cortando seus longos cabelos loiros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; A noite, durante o sono, senti uma apetitosa falta de comer um prato sem alimentos, também vi peixes nadando na grama verde, tartarugas pulando de galho em galho, enquanto os bois nadavam num lago seco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; Enquanto outros suicidavam-se para viver, veio então um sujeito comendo guardanapo e limpando a boca com um pedaço de bife, assim ele começou a declarar uma poesia, porém calado dizia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; 'Mais vale um vivo morto, que um morto vivo'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" class="mensagem" &gt; Quando acordei com um despertador latindo, deitado no relógio, me preparei para mais um dia de descanço, porém com muito trabalho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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maluco'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-1956633587019175928</id><published>2009-12-18T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:27:30.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhã Pode Ser Tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/SyxH_6GYUYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YQtqpShZ3-4/s1600-h/cachorro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/SyxH_6GYUYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YQtqpShZ3-4/s320/cachorro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416783615073210754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div id="texto" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã pode ser muito tarde&lt;br /&gt;Para você dizer que  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ama&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Para você dizer que perdoa,&lt;br /&gt;Para você dizer que desculpa,&lt;br /&gt;Para você dizer que quer tentar de novo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã pode ser muito tarde&lt;br /&gt;Para você pedir &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;perdão&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Para você dizer: Desculpe-me, o erro foi meu!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seu  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;, amanhã, pode já ser inútil;&lt;br /&gt;O seu perdão, amanhã, pode já não ser preciso;&lt;br /&gt;A sua volta, amanhã, pode já não ser esperada;&lt;br /&gt;A sua carta, amanhã, pode já não ser lida;&lt;br /&gt;O seu &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;carinho&lt;/span&gt;, amanhã, pode já não ser mais necessário;&lt;br /&gt;O seu abraço, amanhã, pode já não encontrar outros braços...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque amanhã pode ser muito ...muito tarde!&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe para amanhã para dizer:&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo você!&lt;br /&gt;Estou com saudades de você!&lt;br /&gt;Perdoe-me! Desculpe-me!&lt;br /&gt;Esta flor é para você!&lt;br /&gt;Você está tão bem!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe para amanhã&lt;br /&gt;O seu sorriso, O seu abraço,&lt;br /&gt;O seu carinho, O seu trabalho,&lt;br /&gt;O seu sonho, A sua ajuda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe para amanhã para perguntar:&lt;br /&gt;Por que você está triste?&lt;br /&gt;O que há com você?&lt;br /&gt;Ei!...Venha cá, vamos conversar...&lt;br /&gt;Cadê o seu sorriso? Ainda tenho chance?...&lt;br /&gt;Já percebeu que eu existo?&lt;br /&gt;Por que não começamos de novo?&lt;br /&gt;Estou com você. Sabe que pode contar comigo?&lt;br /&gt;Cadê os seus sonhos?&lt;br /&gt;Onde está a sua garra?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se: Amanhã pode ser tarde...muito tarde!&lt;br /&gt;Procure. Vá atrás! Insista!&lt;br /&gt;Tente mais uma vez!&lt;br /&gt;Só hoje é definitivo!&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã pode ser tarde... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-1956633587019175928?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/1956633587019175928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/amanha-pode-ser-tarde.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1956633587019175928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/1956633587019175928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/amanha-pode-ser-tarde.html' title='Amanhã Pode Ser Tarde'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/SyxH_6GYUYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YQtqpShZ3-4/s72-c/cachorro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-8143896806751122867</id><published>2009-12-18T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:12:39.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha primeira vez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O céu estava claro,&lt;br /&gt;A lua quase dourada...&lt;br /&gt;Ali no campo, eu e ela,&lt;br /&gt;E não se via mais nada!&lt;br /&gt;A pele suave,&lt;br /&gt;As ancas expostas,&lt;br /&gt;E eu tocando de leve&lt;br /&gt;O macio de suas costas...&lt;br /&gt;Não sabendo começar,&lt;br /&gt;Olhei o corpo esguio.&lt;br /&gt;Decidi por as mãos&lt;br /&gt;Sobre seu peito macio...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sentia medo!&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração forte batia,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto ela bem lentamente,&lt;br /&gt;As firmes pernas abria...&lt;br /&gt;Vitória!&lt;br /&gt;Eu consegui!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo então melhorou...&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos desta vez,&lt;br /&gt;O líquido branco jorrou&lt;br /&gt;! Finalmente tudo acabou,&lt;br /&gt;Mas quase que eu saio de maca!&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim a primeira vez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Que eu tirei leite de uma vaca!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Você pensou que fosse o quê?&lt;br /&gt;Malicioso(a)... =P&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-8143896806751122867?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/8143896806751122867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/minha-primeira-vez.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8143896806751122867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/8143896806751122867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/minha-primeira-vez.html' title='A minha primeira vez...'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-3972191797998203</id><published>2009-12-17T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:39:14.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavra tão pequena, com o significado tão grande&lt;br /&gt;Que pertence a uma pessoa tão especial&lt;br /&gt;Que amamos para todo o sempre&lt;br /&gt;Pessoa que me esperou a cada minuto&lt;br /&gt;Que acompanhou-me do primeiro choro, aos meus prantos&lt;br /&gt;Que me ajudou quando eu sozinha não conseguia&lt;br /&gt;Que me consolou quando eu não podia&lt;br /&gt;Que me cuidava, quando me feria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É como a vida&lt;br /&gt;Sem ela não existimo, não progredimos&lt;br /&gt;É a mão amiga, mesmo quando se faz despecebida&lt;br /&gt;Ela nunca da as costa, mesmo para o pior filho&lt;br /&gt;Ela que ama, luta, surpreende, cuidar, ajudar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não precisa ter o sangue&lt;br /&gt;Nem cor ou riqueza&lt;br /&gt;Basta existir, para podemos sempre amamos&lt;br /&gt;Como hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-3972191797998203?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/3972191797998203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/mae.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3972191797998203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/3972191797998203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/mae.html' title='Mãe'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-6074287301869563064</id><published>2009-12-17T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:15:49.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMAS QUE SE ENCONTRAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dizem                                      que para o amor chegar não há                                      dia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Não há hora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     E nem momento marcado para acontecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Ele vem de repente e se instala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     No mais sensível dos nossos órgãos...                                      o coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Começo a acreditar que sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Mas percebo também que pelo fato deste                                      momento... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Não ser determinado pelas pessoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Quando chega, quase sempre os sintomas são                                      arrebatadores... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Vira tudo às avessas e a bagunça                                      feliz se faz instalada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Quando duas almas se encontram o que realça                                      primeiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Não é a aparência física,                                      mas a semelhança das almas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Elas se compreendem e sentem falta uma da                                      outra....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Se entristecem por não terem se encontrado                                      antes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Afinal tudo poderia ser tão diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     No entanto sabem que o caminho é este...                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     E que não haverá retorno para                                      as suas pretensões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     É como se elas falassem além                                      das palavras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Entendessem a tristeza do outro, a alegria                                      e o desejo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Mesmo estando em lugares diferentes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Quando almas afins se entrelaçam...                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Passam a sentir saudade uma da outra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Em um processo contínuo de reaproximação...                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Até a consumação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Almas que se encontram podem sofrer bastante                                      também,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Pois muitas vezes tais encontros acontecem...                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Em momentos onde não mais podem extravasar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Toda a plenitude do amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Que carregam, toda a alegria de amar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     E de querer compartilhar a vida com o outro,                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Toda a emoção contida à                                      espera do encontro final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Desejam coisas que se tornam quase impossíveis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Mas que são tão simples de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Como ver o pôr-do-sol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Ou de caminhar por uma estrada com lindas                                      árvores... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Ver a noite chegar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Ir ao cinema e comer pipocas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Rir e brincar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Brigar às vezes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Mas fazer as pazes com um jeitinho muito especial.                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Amar e amar, muitas vezes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Sabendo que logo depois poderão estar                                      juntas de novo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Sem que a despedida se faça presente.                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Porém muitas vezes elas se encontram                                      em um tempo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     E em um espaço diferente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Do que suas realidades possam permitir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Mas depois que se encontram... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Ficam marcadas ... tatuadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     E ainda que nunca venham a caminhar para sempre                                      juntas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Elas jamais conseguirão se separar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     E o mais importante ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Terão de se encontrar em algum lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Almas que se encontram jamais se sentirão                                      sozinhas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Porquanto entenderão, por si só,                                      a infinita necessidade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                                     Que têm uma da outra para toda a eternidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruna Bezerra da Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-6074287301869563064?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/feeds/6074287301869563064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/almas-que-se-encontram.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6074287301869563064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9062756950375284334/posts/default/6074287301869563064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com/2009/12/almas-que-se-encontram.html' title='ALMAS QUE SE ENCONTRAM'/><author><name>Bruninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14607444693827780445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7SfOq-YtL0k/Sypu8kRd3jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PaGqDsBYuww/S220/Bruna+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9062756950375284334.post-7869962993849972293</id><published>2009-12-17T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:04:29.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejo virtual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vontade de te ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     E olhar bem o teu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Talvez um beijo te dar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Conhecer de tua boca o gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Vontade de te ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     E tuas mãos de leve tocar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Talvez te enlaçar num abraço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     E conhecer o teu abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Vontade de te ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     E tocar teu corpo em arrepio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Fazer-te conhecer meu carinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     E talvez preencher teu vazio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Vontade de te ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Deixar-te meu corpo tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Trocar contigo energia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Descobrir novo modo de amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Vontade de te ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     E a ti inteiro de me dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     Vontade de te ter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     E por fim poder te tomar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcos Woyames de Albuquerque&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9062756950375284334-7869962993849972293?l=estabilidadeemocional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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