- Posted August 5, 2014 by
This iReport is part of an assignment:
First Person: Your essays
Letter to myself
40 years ago I was a girl who was smiling with the sun; running with the wind; singing in the rain, dancing barefoot in the meadows; girl who was dreaming in the silence of the winter night; listening to the magic of the fairy tales of my grandfather; enchanted by the beauty and the wisdom of my grandmother's embroidery; silently fascinated by the world of unspeakable fire, by the silence of the sacred whiteness ...
30 years ago I was a girl who dreamed with open eyes, I believed in miracles and knew that I needed only to reach out and to touch the rainbow ... 30 years ago I was a girl who knew that nothing is impossible!
20 years ago I was a princess who had everything - well known and highly respectable family behind me; the most adorable husband; the best education in Bulgaria; the most incredibly beautiful and smart daughter; the most prestigious profession, and the brightest future!
10 years ago I was a business lady who had achieved everything that was not even dreamed of: business, money, prestige, famous lover ... the most wonderful son, a successor of the family!
5 years ago I was in hell .... alone, on the street selling plastic trinkets, so that I could feed my children and my husband to have the chance to buy vodka. My hair was frozen; my fingers were frozen, the wind scattered the goods; thunders were tearing the sky, and I had to gather the boxes with my messed up life ... I was lost in myself ...
3 years ago I lost almost all of my family - my husband died, my mother died, my father died. I remained alone with the children, the dog and the cat. Left alone to find myself!
This is a letter to myself and to all who are looking find themselves, for us who are trying to achieve our dreams, to climb our peaks and we want to share our star moments!