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…