It’s funny how some people make you feel small and unimportant. Summer of 2015 was a good one. Until a couple of days ago I thought it was great. But it wasn’t. I cried a lot of times, I felt lonely, miserable, unappreciated, bullied, completely and utterly alone.
Sure, I spent my summer in US, living my dream, but if I had to sum it up, I couldn’t say it was a great experience.
But this year, ohhh this year…
This year I feel so alive and lucky. And so damn grateful. The people I’ve met made me feel important; they’ve appreciated me, they’ve seen my hard work and they respected me. Now this was the great summer ever. And I know next year will be even better.
Life thought me that you will meet a lot of people. With some of them you will talk from time to time, some of them will lie to you, some will make you feel small, and some will break your heart. But some of them, the great ones, will remain there, in your heart and by your side. They will make you feel you’re loved and they won’t forget about you. And you will learn how to live without the bad ones. I’ve learned. The hard way. But I’ve learned.
But after tonight, I don’t even care about the people from my past, the ones who aren’t here. I just love this. The present. And the people living it with me. Tonight, I am lucky and extraordinary grateful.