My Two weeks of Sorrows and Joys....

Joy and Sorrow go hand in hand...like sun and rain...Smile and tear. Time for laughter and time for a lonely cry....These two weeks I had different days. Good and not so good. I did not post here...I am really sorry for that. My goal was actually to keep you posted every day...not just once in a blue moon...But on the other hand my blog is like myself...I can't be a robot. I can't be mechanical. I can't pretend that I am happy when I am just "glad". ;) Well, I can't say I had no happiness. I did have the time of my life. My happiness. Let me briefly report my reasons of joys:

I'm grateful for my "silent" week. I was most of the time offline. Alone. With myself. Thinking of myself. What I want to change. What I want to live with. What to do. 

I'm grateful for my dear friend from a far away place on this planet who made my day sunny by his lovely postcard. I have never met him face to face. But he has already filled my postcards collection with some very unique cards from different breathtaking places of our planet. I hope one day I will look into his eyes and tell him how thankful to him I am. How often his 'written' hellos made me smile and travel in my spirit. I'm grateful for having such a far away friend who cares of me. 

I'm grateful for this magical moment of decorating Paska bread (Paska bread is a traditional sweet Easter bread in Ukraine). I love this fairy-tale moment when I decorate paskas with some colourful icing. I feel like a five-year-old kid. Nothing else exists. Just me. And Paska. Happy Easter expectations. It's happiness. To wait for freedom. For your dream. Sometimes waiting itself makes happy. 

I'm grateful for my first Easter night service at our little local church. It was something I can never explain by words. Starry warm night. Hope in the air. Happy faces of people around. Candles burning...Then people go outside. I stay alone in the church. Then people and our priest come back...Christ is Risen! He is alive. He has won. And He has given us the greatest gift - Love and Hope. I am happy. My fears are away. At least that night. I pray for people I love. For someone who might not even care of me. It doesn't matter. I'm grateful for this wonderful night. For the candle I managed to bring home all way long...in the darkness. But...I did not see anything. Just the Light. As long as the Light is with me I am not scared.
I'm grateful for my Easter day. People I talked to. Delicious food cooked by my dearest cook. My friend who came to spend the whole day of her life with me. 

I'm grateful for my online circle of friends who made my long weekend really meaningful. Oh yes! I am also grateful for my looong weekend! ;)

I'm grateful for my biking. Well, I still haven't managed to buy a new one but even with my old one I can still stretch my legs a bit and feel some more freedom. 
I'm grateful for some sad moments I happened to have this happy week. They made me cherish my happy moments and find new hope. :)

I'm grateful for hearing my story I told Alan Dean on BBC4. It was recorded last December when I was awfully ill and then again in March when I lost my dear teacher...My story turned out to be more dramatic than I wanted it to be. I actually told Alan some happy things too but he chose some sad moments what is not so bad. I mean it's life. Tears and laughter. Always together. 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/podcasts/series/dlo
(Here you can hear my story during the programme "DLO 08 May 13: Connection & Separation)

I'm grateful for everything I had these two weeks. I am so happy to look forward to seeing my friends' baby in a couple of months!!!!! I hope for more joys. For more reasons of my happiness. I hope to win myself. ;)