Apologize, language switch and an edited version of a letter wrote and sent by the feelings for the people who awaken it

Imi pare rau ca nu am scris de mult timp, care in zile calendare nu par sa fie multe, da in zile inimei au trecut de ani... Si in emotii, intamplari, prioetenii, si culori... Nu pot descrie... Asa ca mai bine, sa postez o srcisoare care a fost scris dupa un eveniment al inimei mele foarte important si un care am reusit sa-mi colect gandurile despre timpu petrecut aici, panacum. Si sper, ca o sa scrium mai recent ce e cu mine. Si simt, tare mult, ca toate experientele aceste voi schimba viata mea. Cum sa si intamplat deja.
 Multumesc, pentru toti participanti, care au pus piciorusele pe drumu meu si au tinut companie cand aveam nevoiea.
Viata mea va fi o carte, scris cu mi de curcubei, date de Voi.
 Va iubesc, cu toata sufletu meu. Oriunde va-ti fi. Nici odata mai departe decat in mijlocul inimei mele.

I can not tell, how glad i am that I met these people.
 As persons, as counsellors and staff, as a part of this beautiful team, and all the Camp. I never knew my heart can get more and more filled up, upper than the top. But it's like overrunning with graceful feelings.
 I probably could never even get close in descriptions about them, the emotions I get through the time I spent here so far.
 Every kinds of feelings from that "paletta". :)
 Their patience, and actions towards me and just giving me the chance and curing my soul just with Their company. Exactly, when I wasn't mean to left by myself. Because I needed it, needed to have the company i had. What was Theirs. And I didn't even know it before.
 And to be on way, on the Way. To TheRightPlace, what doesn't have a name.
 I also wanted to say, to write, that before They would find me, that when i was sitting by the lake, just floating on the reflections of the highest sky I had a moment, which made me smile, thinking about the first days, when we were going to see how is the lake like.
 One of Them were like having the idea of comparing the sounds of Nature's (for me: Life's) to the "created", human world's noises, music, what can save souls, but firstly are  coming from the inspiration of Real life's, bird's wings' sounds, tree's whispering, animal movements'...
 I just had that moment thinking about all the World we have around and don't even see sometimes, *how grateful and more, glad and fullfilled by love for Life* we should be ...and this "attacks" me, so many times, as I said, like it hurts, being all so beautiful...
 So beautiful, that it makes your breathe stop, the heartbeat slowing downer and downer and until just to be silent, and calm. Only for one moment. Longest moment, than ever. And make you believe and feel, the embrace of Peace.
Then I stood up, walked back, and I was find by You. By right people. As it was like, just meant to be.
You are a spice of the World's huge dream-kithcen. And that's why washing dishes is one of the happiest movements I could imagine to do. :)

Prima (alarma de) tornado

Patru zile libere
Ultimele inaintea de plecare spre New Hope. Petrecut cu Sheila, ca in general. Planu zilei a fost sa ne ducem in Minneapolis. Ne-am pregatit, si plecam. Pe drum: o furtuna, miiinunata. cu niste nori nemaipomenite, sus pe cer... Introdata ne oprim in parcare, si telefon. "Mai bine sa intrati in Subway si stati acolo. Dupa o secunda incepe alarma. Tare. Inseamna ca vine. Cel putin, ca sunt semne de un tornado.
 Oprim la Subway, punem mana pe usi, "ready?", zice Sheila, si introdata sarim afara din masina, si in fuga ne bagam. In 5 metri, ce era intre usa cladiri, si usa masini, ne-am facut fleasca.
 Dupa cam o juma' de ora a terminat sunetu alarmei, si ne-am dus in Minneapolis.

Dupa ce m-am cunoscut cu sora Sheilei, ne duceam toate la Kierans, un pub irlandez. Si acolo, mai incolo in timp am devenit... "Lil lady with fire feet"

(Si fiindca sunt obosita si n-am timp, de aici o sa continui. : ))