Tomorrow is that day.

The whole family will be together under one roof after two years.

Excitement is at its peak.

My sister Anica is lending tomorrow at Belgrade airport Nikola Tesla. She was the missing part for the last six months. Before that, it was me.

It is weird that we already entered that stage where we are separated because of, well, life.

I guess I thought all my life my brothers and sisters would live with me.

I truly love them as they are.

No excitement, pleasure, or pride you can feel as you can feel from your kids or family. The same goes in the opposite direction.

Embersment, shame, andger.

Since I don’t have kids yet, I can only comment based on the feelings that close family members cause.

My hopes for my family are to stay crazy, cheerful, and healthy as it was by now.

I wish we all stay strongly committed and loyal to each other, knowing that no person or event can tear us apart.

I wish my siblings would always know they can count on me and trust me.

And that no problem on the planet Earth can’t be fixed when we are united.

I wish my brothers and sister to stay strong-spirited and push through many more obstacles as they did by now.

I wish them a clear open path, a noble temper, and a resilient character.

I wish they find pride in their roots and pleasure in good people.

I wish them good wine, a laugh, and a starry night.

I wish them all the one sister could have.

I wish them all the best.

I wish them love.

Andela <3

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