...every end is a new beggining...

Sometimes all you ever wished upon is hidden between your dreams and science of denying.

All of your fears come together paralysing you, stopping from even admitting how lucky you are.

And you are lucky.

With every single breath, step you can make and smile you are able to feel upon your skin.

 

I am lucky.

I survived.

I am alive.

With the fucked up heart, recovery for months and fact that I won't be able to lift that little creature for the first months of his life - but alive and kicking.

Sharing smiles I never thought that I missed even before I could see.

 

Because all we had from life is what we are able to admit it is our life.

Be grateful.

Be bold.

Be fearless.

This is one life you got.

And I got another.

My little boy is my heart. And I can say it literary.

 

P.s. as you could see, I was not active and I won't be active much because of my after-surgery heart recovery. I thank you all for being there for me and I must say I love all of you and some of you I consider as a real friend.

Done