Faith

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This one will be in English.

Every little thing has a meaning either in our way to the goal or our path for the brighter future. I truly believe, that everyone can build a safehouse or an environment around yourself, where you feel appreciated and loved. I understand those, who can’t find the way for purpose. I can understand those, who can’t find the true love due to insecurities and trust issues. I can understand those, who are angry at the world, and can’t scream, because the ears of the almighty wallet will hear the beep, and they won’t fulfill their everyday pleasures with the treasures they are used to. I truly understand.

But there are these small things in life, these tiny choices, which ones you adapt in the daily routine, and try to be the best version of yourself. And you will be surprised, when these small choices start to conflict with each other, because of priorities. A simple example of an amateur, who wants to succeed in marathon, attends a gathering of friends, and, when evereybody goes out for a smoke, he follows them and grabs one cancer stick for himself aswell. In the end, the marathon is not the short term priority, but the cigarette has the satisfaction in short term, what we will regret in long term.

Why I mentioned little things and our paths in life? It’s because we surround the people around ourselves who are a reflection of us through the life. I might have cut too many people out of my life, but some of them were toxic, some unreliable, but most of them fake. After I lost my mother, I got a surgery (I hoped, I would run again), but it didn’t end there… After the surgery, I lost a beloved job and great colleagues, then my fathers house got robbed and the robber took all of the mom’s funeral money. The police found the fingerprints and arrested him. We never got the money back. It happened on my fathers 80th birthday. I tried a new job and got cut in a month or so… I lost faith…

The only thing that kept me breathing, was my future wife. I proposed to her 5 days before my mother passed away. The wedding and everything that happend to me, opened the doors to God. Somehow it gave me the courage to aknowledge the angels between us, and belief in them.

I really lost faith in people after mothers death. I fought with my father about things you can’t imagine, and it was worthless. I accepted him for who he is, and thanked God for a wise advice to be the bigger man. I haven’t found the love and peace into most of the people, but I am thankful for the Love I got from my wife, my father, my new colleagues and FRIENDS, who stuck with me through the shithole I went through.

My wife told me, that I’ve found one more love in cats, and she is afraid who I love the most 😁

If you are stuck in a place, or surrounded by people, you are not sure, take a step back, and take time for yourself. Try new stuff, know what you like and what you rather skip. Be thankful, kind and simple. Forget fake… People are so fake that you rather swipe left than shake a hand of a Hollywood smile.

But that’s not all. You wouldn’t believe in this, if this wasn’t true. My wife now is going through the same circle I went – she lost hers father and now is unemployed for more than 3 months. I remember how she stood by my side and carried my empty body through everything. She gave me faith and told, that we have to be for each other no matter what. We have to exclude the wrong people who are damaging our lives and find the joy in what we have. We can destroy everything what we have built, and start from scratches. In the end, no one will walk the roads in our shoes and feel the dirt, sun and rain in our faces. Now I am standing by my wife and giving her everything what I have, so she could start to re-build her life without father in it. We have gone through a lot, and we have faith for the good and sunny future. There is no other way.

Be yourself. And love cats! This is my way to faith!

 

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