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Christmas ... Holy ....

... Holy ... whom invariably accompanies many years still the same nutka sadness ... sorrow for those old, who passed away ... inseparable, and this idea that happiness, how ephemeral it is, and with so little we think about it ... Why do we need data ... about what is ... and the whole of that magic everyday.

And as different states of mind haunted me ... Suddenly the phone rang.
Guests of the "world" announced in August. After a few years. Yes
unexpectedly. And just like that.
And in one moment the whole my sadness turned into a sudden and indescribable joy.
I thought that someone wants to ride so many miles ... though I use it a short time ... Stay, washed off my whole sad.
stay and poswietowac. And joy, so sudden, as the exploding spring, from which he could also not something to enjoy, and it weighs like a stone repair spectrum ... which przytlaczalo, leaving no room for "celebrating" ... and the many other things to make, which suddenly became so ... very distant, and so little importance.
And only this one moment suddenly became really important.

So he threw himself into Christmas preparation, thinking as well, there are phones and how well that someone can be so spontaneously ... happy.
I started baking, which really are not my strong point ... but as a man is happy and everything goes.
and set the basis for the clay pot and a few daffodils blooming. Trailers spring.
I. .. I started baking. First Mazurka ... then the holy woman.
As well, I thought ... as well ... is the power of yeast to bake a cake ... how well is the power insert their hands into a warm, gentle nabrzmialego dough, pulled into his nostrils the wonderful smell and enjoy the moment.
Yeast dough, except that it is my favorite and I can consume unlimited amounts of it ... This is still something mystical in itself ... when it grows and comes alive, and then to the top. Just as instigating nature, giving hope and joy. And strength the adoption of the new.
Oh, how I like the whole holidays turmoil, is entered in the no fatigue ... and this whole magic shell, appropriate only for this extraordinary days.

and wondering is how much ... a plain phone ... a gesture ... a man ... a meeting ... suddenly everything can change. Add hope and joy.

So as a collective feasting and celebration of those moments. It will be joy and laughter. There will be tears and memories. Memories, which you just never quite.

I will come and the joy of waking up with spring and Easter joy and magic of this unusual world.

And all of you, my Dear I wish:



Joyful and warm world
cordial meetings
much fun with the awakening of spring

chocolate colored eggs rabbit
very wet and a lot Dyngus
spring sun!