My Man

I didn't tell you today while we were walking to the bus stop but it was in my mind all throughout the evening... During the service, the worship part to be more specific I was afraid that my nose is gonna hit the ceiling... I felt so proud... I think I've never felt so proud in my life... Not even for my own successes. I was proud of you (and of course smiling like a jerk which is normal, for me i mean). I am proud of you. I wanted to get up on a chair, point to you and say something like: "Ha ha... That's MY man!!! You see that? You hear those drums? Yeah, that's MY man playing!!!" It starts to become something regular... I mean you play like that all the time... You are great at it and I don't come and tell you this cause it's normal... But even though i don't tell you all those things doesn't mean they're not in my head... Maybe other people don't notice that anymore... Just like no one goes to Stilio and Yavor to tell them how great they were... But I notice... I remember every single time you get up on that stage and sit on that uncomfortable chair, picking up those sticks and giving your 100%. I remember. I notice. I listen... I don't want to freak you out but sometimes I find myself not hearing all the other instruments and listening to you playing those drums. I feel like I'm the one who's up there. I notice when sometimes you go a little bit wrong with the beat and in those moments my heart stops for a second... I know that you will fix it but still... I worry about that kind of things... Not about you being bad at it cause you're not. You are the most amazing drummer in the world... I know I'm not objective but it's true. You've made an incredible progress. I don't know much about music but you are great, you are awesome. So never let anyone tell you that you suck or that you can't do it. Maybe in the beginning no one believed you could do it but i knew, i was certain that if there's anyone in the world who could do something... That person would be you. It's one of the reasons I love you...

My "I ♥ Y"

I had a great day yesterday... Church was cool, then watching the F1 with you was so great... I had fun and i'm glad that the one we like was 3rd :D Even cleaning with you was fun =) Thank you for the most amazing gift ever. I love things that people make themselves, things that mean something and that you used brain for... I love your gift. It's not just something bought in a gift shop... (even though I don't mind being given bought things :P ) It's something you thought about, something you had to figure out how to do, then put it together... I just love it
And you know what... I love you too =) Yeah, imagine that... =)

The Key That Fits My Hand Alone

This is a very important picture... This is MY KEY, the key made for me...

Slap in the Face

Today was a pretty interesting day... I realized I'm the stupidest person alive but God loves me like that... At home it was pretty bad, everyone was unhappy about something, my sister told me I do not look like a girl with me wearing T-shirts and sneakers and all that...
After that "great" morning me and a guy from church went to the villages around Shumen. He goes there every week and he preaches and talks to people. So i decided to go with him and it was very... awakening and real... I saw real people fighting for their faith and believing. So I'm planning on doing this again... Actually, doing this from now on. I saw what's important... I was thinking on doing this because you know... someone's gotta do it... But then i remembered what a friend of mine said once... Someone's gotta want to do it.

Yeah, that woman died yesterday...

In need of a miracle

My mom usually goes to people who are dying or sick... Sometimes people she has never met but she goes to hospitals and she becomes their friend in order to tell them about Jesus. So there's this woman... She has cancer and as i write this she's literally dying... She might not make it through the night... My prayer is that even if she dies that she will be with the Lord... The thing is... Her husband is all broken up... When my mom asked him to prayer for his wife he started crying and asking for forgiveness for himself cause he feels like he's nothing... He couldn't build a good life for her, couldn't give her children so i can just guess how he feels. It must hurt... To feel like you're nobody, to know that you couldn't give your wife what she deserved to have and to know that the woman you love is dying and you're all alone... I can't even imagine what this pain could feel like. To see your wife dying in front of you. Lord, what about a miracle? Please

The past few days

It was a pretty descent Monday... had a lot of work but no one was pressuring me so it was ok. I'm really learning a lot at this job... Doing things i don't like doing, serving, being honest even when no one is around...
The wedding was great... Of course there were moments which weren't so good but it went well. We had fun, my bro and his wife were happy so that is the most important thing =) Those kind of events make me think and dream about my own wedding. I can't wait to get married. =)
I love you! As Whitney (one of the girls from America) once said: "I love how he is your best friend who you are planning on marrying but is not your boyfriend." So yeah, i love you my best friend/hopefully future husband/not my boyfriend. I love the fact that you are smart and thoughtful and considerable and always say the right things but at the same time you know how to have fun. I love that you are steady and loving and caring. I simply love you so much and i love spending time with you. I love how you take my bag and hug me when i'm cold and give me a piece of your sandwich... May God bless you and hold you tight so that you may never let go of Him. I love you...