Snowball explosion and a midnight telephone call

Today I have finally escaped from the cave of my daily routine. ;) I would not say I am suffering that much by staying at home during the winter time, but a little change of surrounding does make me feel better. It’s like stretching my wings. Or like a fresh handful of strawberries. :P

Although it was really foggy and damp outside, I felt more than determined to go out. After turning myself into a heavy cabbage (after putting on tons of clothes!), I finally was pushed outside with my mom’s support. We have finally realized that it’s possible for me to stay in my wheelchair while getting outside. It is weird we never came to this bright idea during my university years! Some wise thoughts come later…but as some wise people say “better late than never!”. Well, I got some positive emotions while being outside. I suddenly felt like holding a snowball, that seemed so hard and forever frozen…but it collapsed in my warm (hot?) arms within some seconds…it was like a real explosion! My face, my glasses, my coat and even the inner side of my sweater were covered with snow…I could not help but bursting into laughter…I am happy no one saw my crazy explosion. It was silly to hope that a piece of iced snow would stay solid in my "tender" arms…

Just as I was going to brush my teeth tonight I heard my mobile ringing. That was really strange. There are very few people who can call me day and night but even they do not do it just for fun. I was surprised to see the number of our neighbour. She’s really ill, fighting with cancer. No one knows if she can survive. I somehow want to hope she will.  She’s being really unwell, getting some painkillers. I could hardly recognize her voice…she was asking me to call the ambulance…then her daughter took the phone and apologized saying that her mom just confused the number…well, it might be she’s in her world after some injections…:( My heart is bleeding when I think of her. She was such an alive woman. I hate to feel myself so much helpless. And I hate to think that I or someone I love might one day be the same ill and helpless. I do not know. And maybe I’m happy not to know. But just to be happy now. Not later. Not when I might be (or not) rich or more intelligent.

I’m grateful for my winter stroll and tasting some snow in my mouth. I'm grateful to my dear friend I had  a chat today. He's really patient with me and my German skills!  I’m grateful for our neighbour. Her midnight call made me think of many things and feel myself fortunate. I hope I’ll show my love a bit better. Life is too short. We never know if we or someone we love will ever wake up and smile at us tomorrow. Sure, sometimes we’re sad or just annoyed. Sometimes we have the right to be in a bad mood. But maybe we should always remember of our last day. I don’t mean we should be always down or depressed. On the contrary. We should cherish what we have now. We should try to show our dear ones how much we care for them. It is not that they always need it (they, of course do!) but we need it first. We are created to love. Not to waste our life for little things of life that are not worth it. I know what I am writing now is easy to say but not that easy to do. But if someone of you who’s reading my post will today feel grateful for your new day of life, for your family, friends, boss, and tell someone “Let me make you a cup of tea”, I’ll feel myself even happier. Let’s try to share our warmth with people around. Who knows what it can bring us to. What I’m sure about is it will certainly make us feel warmer!