If I had a wish I would wish for worries to vanish. I would wish for everyone to be happy. For tears to disappear, for pain to lessen, for grief to fade away.

Tabitha creased her sweater once again and wiped her tears. She didn’t want him to know she’d been crying. He’d hate that.
Her eyes searched for that familiar face in the crowd that descended from the escalator. Must be any minute now.

“I love you!” he said looking into her sparkling eyes and waiting impatiently for a reply from her side. She blushed and whispered “I love you too” maybe a little too fast but who cares since these were words he has been waiting for for so long.

Imagine a perfect relationship. A relationship full of love, passion, respect, tolerance, understanding. Imagine that you wake up to sweet good mornings and go to bed after a good night kiss. Every single day. 365 days a year. No exceptions. No failures.

Today we will talk about things that bring us joy and happiness. Colors of My Soul presents 51 small (and not so small) things that can make you smile if you notice them.

I wish I could sing
A song of starlight illuminating my path.
I wish I could write
A story of a gentle breeze showing me the way.

Have you thought about it? She sat up.
About what?
She touched his face with her finger tips. The next moment he felt the velvet touch of her lips pass over his brow.
About what? He repeated.

Have you ever wondered how most of us dream about the same things? We might be different. We might argue a lot. We might fight and try to prove our point of view. But in the end of the day when we go to bed and are one on one with our thoughts and dreams and desires we want the only one thing – admit it or deny it – we want to be loved.

Sometimes we lose. We don’t want to but it happens. We can’t control it but it’s there. We cry about it but it is hardly within our powers to change anything. And then we break down.

From all the mysteries life has gifted us love is the most mysterious mysterybecause everyone has their own answers to the question what love is and yet nobody does. How many times you have been asked about what love is.

Ok, the knight in shining armor on a white horse might be a little bit overrated, but it still does the trick. He might wear old jeans and a washed up t-shirt though. We don’t mind. As long as he knows the basic structure of a fairytale.

“How do I know if this is a true love?” Someone asked me recently. I was confused. Not that I didn’t know what to answer. In fact I answered instantly. I seem to have had the answer for this question since ages. Maybe I knew it all the time. And now was only waiting for someone to ask me.

As we grow up things change. Life was so much easier back then when scrapes from the bike ride were the worst pain, the worst fight you had was about who would have remote control. Life was so much easier when goodbyes meant “I’ll see you tomorrow” and when no one was afraid to say “I love you”.