Rainy Wake
Up, Waiting for You, The First Time Ever, New Version of Daria or Life is
Beautiful
I seem to be
a lazybones blogger. Well, I have lots of wonderful excuses. Most of them are
connected with my work, different activities around and some exciting events
ahead…
So, let me
summarize my new, freshly baked joys for you, please:
I’m
grateful for my rainy Sunday morning. For this quiet rain without any grumpy
thunder. I felt excited, staying in my warm bed. I was waiting for my dear
friend to come along this day. I’m grateful for waiting. It’s wonderful to wait
for someone. To count the hours and then minutes…and then this breathtaking
moment of your friend in front of you…That’s like seeing a long-awaited rainbow
after the sun wiped the sky’s tears away…
This Sunday
was my great day. The day when I learnt a lot. Perhaps more than I have ever
learnt. I was honoured to host a lovely friend of mine. She’s an artist. Inside
and out. Her free soul is unstoppable. Her health difficulties might have made her
forever isolated. But she is not. She’s a free bird. That’s what I have felt
since our first meeting. This day was a great discovery for both of us. She has
picked up some blackberries by herself for the first time in her life. She
looked and sounded so thrilled and happy about it…And I felt so awkward and shy….because
I don’t remember when was the last time I was so excited about picking up
fruits by myself…I am grateful for this amazing lesson. I try to look at this
world with her eyes a bit. To enjoy what I usually take for granted. My green
garden, my freedom, my sunset….
I’m
grateful for our ice-cream and milk cocktails party. For laughing together. For
taking pictures of each joyful moment. For our hope to keep it like that
forever. Simple but warm.
I’m
grateful for my friend’s gentle hands who changed my “every day plain” look
into a modern pretty cool girl. I was often close to bursting into laughter
while she was putting some makeup on my face. I felt a bit unusual. I couldn’t
really recognize myself. A new me. A new face of Daria…who’s the same hopeless
dreamer and sun lover. Even with my new decorated nails.
Hey...I don't feel like that's me...haha...But it's great to be a bit different at times! :P
I’m grateful for my morning miracle – I have finally managed to complete the
bracelet for my dear friend. And that was almost the one I wanted…well, I believe
one day I’ll be an expert of this new hobby of mine…And the miraculous part of
it is I have made it within one hour! I just wanted to present it to my friend
that day…and I didn’t want to wait…I loved this process - of putting a piece of myself there…my
dreams and hopes. My wonderful wishes for her. For someone who brightens up my
every day. Even when it’s too cloudy.
I’m
grateful for my new hope. For people who don’t let me fall. Who raise me up.
Who make me see how beautiful life is. For God inside their hearts. For my
pain-free days. For being able to move my body the way I do. For my stupid
hopes. For happy waiting. For day-dreaming. For fighting with my laziness. For
starring at the sky today. For flying into this sky with my soul. For stroking
a neighbour’s kitty. For drinking coffee with my mom in our garden. For my dad’s
successful final surgery. For being able to support him my way. For our
connection. For my new day. For my new life. And…I must tell you that it’s
worth living. As long as I see someone I love. As long as someone wants to love
me. As long as this world needs me. As long as I can feel the sky…
