When I was a kid

My father emailed me these pictures a few days ago. It is curious to see myself in old photos, they bring so many great memories to my mind.

I started surfing when I was around 10, and, although now it is hard for me to accept not winning one surfing event, when those pictures were taken I could not even dream about what I have now.

It is crazy how we start fighting for a dream and if we get it we want more. I guess this is what keeps us alive. So "keep on dreaming, but also keep on fighting for your dreams" :)

nice day!!!

maría