Dear diary,
I wish everyone could feel what I feel right now... what I've been feeling for the past week and a half. I didn't write anything for a long time because I didn't find the right words to express it. It's still hard. I don't know many things, but what I do know is that right now I'm in heaven. With Iulia and nine kids, but I feel like I'm all by myself. And that's one of the few reasons why I miss my dear city and everything it contains. Nevertheless, it's the kind of heaven a nature lover understands and longs for. A mountain kind of lover.
... Of dark fir tree tops and fog and rays of sunshine when you least expect.
... Of a sea of daisies and a warm sun touching me on my fingers while I write this.
... Of crickets and hay, of the old kind of summer we all miss. Deep in the heart of nature, surrounded only by warm, simple people, their cows and horses and their stories of a lifetime spent here.
... Of a welcoming park and its delicious ice cream, of a gorgeous little corner library with the most amazing stories and illustrations.
... Of fear and letting go of it and finally enjoying life.
... Of the pain of continually studying and then finding more and more reasons why you have to keep going.
... Of falling in love with children, their innocence and their creativity, their never ending affection and being a teacher for the first time in a camp far away from home.
... Of daily new experiences and taking each day as it comes.
... Of fulfilling dreams and making new ones.
... Of feeling blessed and accepting everything that happens to you.
... Of wishing everyone dear to you would be here and actually succeeding to do that.
Dear diary, I'm in heaven and I will never forget this beautiful summery dream. My first step as a teacher in a camp... from many other steps to come:)
Blissful,
D.
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