To My Friends

I have earned you, all of you. I love you all unconditionally, honestly, endlessly.

I have the best friends one may have. Sometimes, I have the feeling I do not make it clear to you what you mean to me, so here is a post about it. Here is a post to you who are there for me when I need, and not there when I need my space. The ones who call me from the USA and write from China, the ones who shop for me in Belarus, buy souvenirs in Cheque Republic, bring presents from their honeymoon trips. chat for hours from Israel and Russia, and miss me in Poland. I love you. The ones who I talk to every day, every week, every month, hardly ever. I thank you for your beautiful existence in my life. I do not like collecting stuff, but your presents, especially bracelets, earrings and scarves have special healing powers on me, and I make use of them. Friends never say goodbye, this I know. Even when we  split up for some reason (Belle, miss you here), or stop being that close for some reason ( Hasmik, you are always a very special one, though), or become too close for some reason (Dope, could not help), everything is great, everything is fine. With you even the worst days were the best ones, and I will always remember you. There's a part of you that will stay in me forever. 

Thank you millions of times for giving me reasons to smile, for making me feel loved and needed. I know I have earned you. I hope I will earn having you forever, too.

The importance of having said

Time takes us where we belong. Temporary and permanent..all settle in a box of chess figures.But the beauty remains. The beauty of the moments. When all Is gone, the only thing that makes us feel soothed is the feeling of havingsaid all we should have, having treated people the way they deserved, the kindest possible, the most human and moral possible...
Might be, it is because I am a linguist and a journalist and I literally play with words, but it is super easy for me to say the words people need years to utter. I am the one who said her former special one how impressed she was when first had seen him, the one who told her dad he was wrong in his most crucial decision, the one who constantly reminds her mom how she overcomplicates everything. I am not afraid of saying toomuch, I am happy to have said what I needed, felt like, wanted.
Never afraid to lose people, but afraid to lose them without having said all they deserved. There is nothing more intolerable for me than losing someone I love without having done my best to make them happy, whoever, however.
Dear beloveds, this is why I spare words of love and appreciation, not because I am a Drama Queen, not because I overreact, but because life serves us all shit, and I want to do my maximum to make sure I have treated you right, made you feel how much you mattered, having said all I needed.
To be free...to be happy...to be authentic.
...and something prompts me I am not that wrong...