writing...


Long time ago, before even my grandma was born,
One man asked one woman:
Is there a chance? Everyone said no, I heard your address...
She was only one in whole his world who said:
We will win this fight.
Now he is 97 or 99, something like this.
I mean when God is your friend,
Every thing is going to be fine.:)


 

It was winter; cold, hungry,  tired,  

White snow, frozen ground...

My grandmother (my grandmother's grandmother)...

I am following her, walking for hours, cannot see anything any more. 

My aunt had a baby, in cold city, we spent almost ten hours to bring little bit food. 

Grandma,  - I said, - I cannot walk any more.

Hands shaking,  cannot walk any more.

My grandmother turned to me, kind, wrinkled face, eyes,  blue like water,  blue like sky...

She smiled:

What are you going to do? Freeze here? You have to walk.

And we made it

For next seventy years I am on this road

My home..

I know grandma is praying for me...

 

I have a picture,
Our house in the village and a heart cloud above it,
Love all around.
Grandma says, that only nature can heal,
All you have to do is to believe in it,
That you are a hero,
The best,
Loving and laughing make huge sense.
There are people who will be happy with you,
And you will be happy for giving them happy you...

 

Then he said, he was just leaving
May be I should be forgiving,
May be he is a bad father,
May be I should talk my mother.
I smiled,
I have my son,
I have my King.

(After verbal conversation,
It became really clear, me, him
And neighbour's dog that everything was Canada' Prime minister fault.
Grandparents pointed fingers in opposite directions,
Going back to mother's home was not an option.
My aunt laughed a bit,
She had almost the same story,
At her time, she told,  she didn't know the father,
Thanks grandpa in army,
He found with friends that Holly Spirit on earth,
She is happy for 25 years.
My mom was with us for almost a year,
Don't know what's better listen mom everyday
Or believe many women can do it alone anyway)....

Two years, no money,
Of course, money is not everything.
I smiled,
I have my son,
I have my King.

People asked me,
Why do you dress the same,
Where is your gold rings.
I smiled,
I have my son,
I have my King.

Only one time
I was standing near the last fire line,
God wiped my tears softly
And smiled:
You have your son,
You have your King!

 

Natural healers can heal anything,
Can do unimaginable
And I have seen it.
First time, I had a wide open eyes and I smiled,
I remember bright blue sky and white clouds.
One thing, they must have feelings...

 

When I was in school, especially grade 12,
Dressed good, once in a while grandma's ambulance drove me to school,
Exercised, good hair dresser was my friend,
Mom did my homework,
Teachers respected parents.
And this girl was so jealous of me that one time
She started a fight.
We had New Year party, was dark, only light from the Christmas tree.
She grabbed my hand, hard and said:
Do you think you better than everyone else?
Want me to show a fight?
I never had anything with anyone,  had good friends.
Then she pushed me, calling names.
Something was on the floor, I was in high hills and slept, bumped my head,
Didn't know it sounds like music, bells!
She got scared, we both knew,
If I say something, she would be in a big trouble from now on.
I didn't say anything, forgot everything.
I saw her yeas after. The way she looked, where she worked. I felt sorry for her, but It wasn’t my fault.

 

After many times,
After many days,
After many perfect and not so perfect ways.
I believe in love,
I believe myself,
I believe that everyday is a perfect day.
Never give up hope,
Never ran away.
Make your everyday day be a perfect day.

Nothing in life,  in my life, messed me up really.
I have no anger, no hate, who does what, whatever.
I am more in to peace, my own things.
When I was growing up,
Every one took easy on me,
Do what you want, was those years logo.
Now, myself, I am into easy things.
Love, live and be happy:)

 

I was living until school at great grandma's house.

Summers after too.

Listening old ladies' stories. 

All of them had different lives,

Some days they dressed up, had shirts with medals.

Smiled, sang songs, talked and laugh. 

I heard very well when they said:

Never ever give up! Do you know why we are here?

Because in hardest time we didn't give up.

We stood strong,  looked up and we won.

Smile:)

I used iron to straighten my hair.
Saw it in a movie, it looked very nice.
One time I burned mine completely on one side...

 

I have seen many people,
Rich and poor, all of them were very nice to me.
May be this why I am not jealous at all.
A few people I will never talk again,
Because I don't want.
I move on very fast, forget, forgive easy.
Don't like to gossip or mind someone's business.
My grandmother raised the most me,
And she is very strict with it.
I believe in God.
Kind of standard form.
Don't smoke, don't drink,
Do exercise.
I can make people smile,
Hopefully I am funny too ...


I am going for a walk:)
Every morning for years I go for a walk, running,  jogging.
I started when I was 4 years old, with great grandma.
She used to pick grass,  flowers,  mushrooms,
Or sit near our river,  watch the clouds, listen wind.
Now there is books about something like this,
Before only people stories.
They all were happy, you know why,
Because they had nature, priorities in their mind.
First God, that just fundamental rule.
Then you, you happiness,  good health, thinking happy thoughts, trusting yourself than you can do it.
Especially when you are good looking (wrote between the lines).
Then your family,  people who love you, in any day they are looking up to you...

 

I grew up listening stories of old people,
Who made it trough the war.
The worst war of all,
When 27 million of our people were gone.
Gone in 4 years in the war battles and in villages and cities from sickness and starvation,
Gone in labour and concentration campuses.
After the war as people say, no much food,
A loaf of bread for two weeks, grass and potato skin boiled for dinner.
Little bit food had more value than gold.
Cows living better than adults, because without even one cow children would get nothing.
Houses, cities going west from the capital were mostly destroyed.
Women didn't know if their husbands,  sons, brothers would get home.
Children were waiting for mothers and fathers.
With all the people felt like heroes,
Because they made it trough the war,
The worst war of all...