The New Year always enters my life together with a new wind. It messes up my mind always. Every time I clean festive table, I fall into contemplation of all those things that were and will be.
And I still ask myself: what will bring this year, 2019?
This year, I no longer want to make big promises for myself. I start to understand that the small things are the most important - sometimes they are so small that we miss them. I don't want to take and open a new piece of white paper this year. I don't want new pencils anymore. I want to continue my story on the same inscribed and painted up pages without the feeling of shame, without pain, and without jerking; accepting myself just as I am.
Let us dare to accept ourselves as we are. Let us dare to love ourselves not less than those around us. Let us dare to talk to ourselves and hear what we have been saying for a long time, but we do not hear because of the surrounding noise.
It may be that we need quite different things - not the ones the magazines write, the television shows, the instagram, and our friend or neighbor dream about. It is possible that our happiness, there is no shortage of trips around the world, larger houses, more expensive labels. We may have lost our desires and our way, our uniqueness, and our dreams, if we are lost among the things that seek all other people. I want to believe that even if we got lost, our way is still nearby. I have no doubt that the heart and certainty in small steps will bring us back to it. Where we feel happier.
Just be happy!
2019, ©fortunee
