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When the year ends, much ends with it
As one blogger said-fuck write about the results of the your year in your blog for readers . They don’t read anybody from reading.
Many people, they absolutely do not know what they write about themselves and what happened to the ordinary writer.It’s not interesting to them.
So,my dear readers, I just expose the pictures and comment them.
I do not agree on one thing with that blogger.
There are moments of reloading in life.
Someone does this regularly, regardless of the time. Someone does to tie it with holidays or dates.
I do it regularly with out dates.
Therefore, it is not painful and not important for me.
It is still locked up, still closed, but ready to enter in our society.
I ask you to send me energy to overcome all difficulties, I ask you to take care of my relatives and help my friends.
I ask you mood, joy and good luck for all my friends, for you, my dear readers.
Miracles happen if you believe in them.
Wishes come true if you make them
City is empty during this time, as many have gone on a journey.
City is prettier now, as many have decorated their homes festively.
I made a film about beautiful home decorations in Toronto. As in New York, it is a tradition to decorate houses with luminous garlands, to put snowman or Mickey Mouse behind home, to decorate trees growing near the house.
I wish you:Let changes in your life take place only in a good way, and may your health be strong
There are many dreams ahead that I am going to accomplish.
Forgive me that a lot of people what I left in the past and closed these pages.
Without such pain, it is not possible to rise.
I’m still with you and in you
The end of the January
The end of the most festive month of the year,the end of January.
There is no other month for Ukrainians to celebrate so long.
As you guessed, I’m in Ukraine.
I arrived at the beginning of the month to spend Christmas with my old parents.
I’ve been arriving for several years for this holiday and the opportunity to be around my parents.
Like anyone who believes in the best, I believe that this will change.
But for the age of my parents this will not happen.
I visited the Carpathians, just like six months ago.
I come to grief to enjoy all the beauty of nature and clean air. But most of all I enjoy the purity of the souls of the people living there.
In the village where I lived, the doors do not close at night.
And there is no crime.
In Kiev, as in the capital, it is much more difficult to live.
Now I’m completely engrossed in work and contracts with sponsors for the development of the film.
I was lucky. I found people who believed in me and helped me.
Tomorrow an important meeting will be held with people about whom the film will be about.
I’m worried. I have to prove to them that my robot is necessary to them and interesting.
That I need their help and support.
The sweep and fear seize me.
It is always, before a new beginning.
Two feelings:no strength and no fear.
And then, as I’m fooling around, I accelerate and start working.
Such a mixed month full of vanity and tranquility, holidays and work, uncertainty and firmness
Incredibly productive month.
I feel that it is tender, now disobedient, now broken, then concentrated, then powerless….
It’s ok, everything will be all right!
The main thing is that I love everything I do……
Merry Christmas!!!
Merry Christmas my readers!
I wish you a miracle, harmony and happiness!
I did not see such a real Christmas for a long time.
Maybe when I was little girl as small as my granddaughter.
During two days of snowing the street is closed.
When the first cyclone was on,I clear my car from snow.
For the second cyclone, my granddaughter and I simply closed in the house and both of us had a real evening of a fairy tale.
My white car merged with snow and it was just a big ball of snow.
Outside home is incredibly beautiful and incredibly cold at the same time.
So we sat down together in the house, lit the lights on the tree and read fairy tales, stories in Russian and English.
We are discovered together for ourselves a real holiday of such a beautiful evening.
It’s a very warm feeling when near you there is an energetic twinkle that all the time ,,wants,,.
Wants to read, wants to eat, wants to play, wants to stop me.
I am very happy to see this little bundle of happiness that grows in front of the eyes and is open to the her world.
I am pleased to observe this.
I see myself, when I’m little, sitting at my grandmother on knees and reading books.
I do not remember myself like that, but parents was told that I was very stubborn, hard and demanding.
I just smile, how wonderful it is, to grow like this.
The lack of knowledge forces the child to demand them.
Sometimes the child asks to do something that she already knows how, but with the hands of the parent.
And it’s interesting and beautiful.
We drew together, played games, prepared to eat together.
Of course, today is not 1900, but 2018 soon.
I received a number of congratulations from my friends on e-mail.
Merry Christmas for all of you!
Wish you Happiness!!
Wish you Harmony!!
Wish you Peace!!
Helen
Last letter from my colleque
Everything is so alive.
I just wrote a little story about what happened to me today, posted here on the site and opened the mail-and found this letter.
I agree that the coolest thing is create not in your 30 or 23,a much later.
There is such an expression,, The oak gives acorns only after 50 ,,