Fulfilled Dreams

My kind and dear friends, my dear supporters, I apologize for not being here for these two days of the weekend, because it coincided with my birthday and then we went to my mother's garden outside the city, where access to the internet was very difficult. First of all, thanks to all my friends who were so kind to me for my birthday. I was really surprised by your kindness, it was a beautiful birthday with you. I appreciate that. ❤️

My mother had gone to another city to see her sister, and I had to entertain my father as well, so I was very busy, but as long as time and the internet helped, I spent time to reading some of friends' articles.

I made a few meals for my dad's next days because my mom is going to be traveling by the weekend. I also cook for the desert dogs around the garden, because my father always keeps the dog food in the trunk of his car and feeds them whenever he sees hungry desert dogs, now they know my father perfectly and follow him as soon as they see his car. They are very cute, naughty and lovely. I think feeding these helpless and hungry animals brings blessings to human life.

The weather was great these two days, and in my spare time I sat in the garden under the sun, feeding my soul in the heat of the sun. The sun is very pleasant at this time of year, as if a warm hand is caressing your skin. The sky was blue and clear, and sometimes it showed a beautiful bird on its own. My mother's playful cat would climb over my head and body as soon as I walked into the garden.

This time of year reminds me of my childhood, that after school when I got home, I would go to the yard and under this pleasant sun, do my homework, and then play there, until the air was getting cold and I had to go inside the house. I love my childhood strangely. When my only concern was my homework.

My life was full of dreams, dreams of the future. I didn't know that adulthood is never the kindness of childhood dreams, adulthood is incompatible with us, it goes down and up, it goes with sadness and responsibility, and it never has all the glamor of childhood dreams.

Maybe childhood was made beautiful by the same dreams. I think dreams are very powerful, I think if dreams die, life can be like a broken winged bird, which can only see flight in a dream. If dreams are lost, life can be like a wasteland, where the snow freezes.

I want to thank my very dear and kind supporters, they are the ones who help me these days, to dream again and write with my dreams. Thanks also to my dear friend @Belozoriana for renewing her sponsorship. Thank you to all of you who believe in me. I wish you a life full of fulfilled dreams.

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