Today I have read something really beautiful but it is in Croatian, translating it would not make the same effect as it does untouched. So I stumbled upon one of Belinda’s daily poems and thought it is lovely describing pain we sometimes feel when we think that we are alone. Or when we think that it’s not fair. When we think that people around us…everyone has it easier… Here is a reminder.
No one is alone.
There is no golden-paved road.
The street of every person has bumps.
By holding hands we can jump over that holes
And go around that bumps.
Or just go through them easier.
I ❤ you. Ivy