Yes, I love running outdoors. I usually try to go for a run in the
morning, when it’s not yet hot and the city is just starting to wake
up. For me, it’s a great way to boost my energy and clear my head.
Besides running, I practice yoga. I find it interesting that you enjoy
swimming and even practice boxing at home. I believe martial arts can
be more than just a sport; they’re also a way to develop discipline,
resilience, and self-control. That’s why I find the topic quite
interesting. I’d be curious to know how long you’ve been boxing and
what exactly you get out of it.
As for charity work, I’m not part of any major organization, but I
like helping people whenever I have the chance.
I looked at your photo and I really liked you. you have very beautiful
eyes, a charming smile and delightful features. Thank you very much
for the photo, you are a very handsome man, and I liked you. I hope
that you will send me more of your wonderful photo.
I'm so happy to write to you again and share my thoughts. I have a
story I want to tell. Please know I don't want to upset you, but I
want you to understand my feelings and emotions; I just can't keep it
to myself.
My story began many years ago, when I was only 15. That day keeps
replaying in my mind as if it just happened yesterday or the day
before, and I live through it again and again every day. Everything
changed that day a terrible news broke into our lives: my mother and
father died in a car accident. It happened in the small town where I
grew up Pavlodar. On that day, everything was normal I woke up early,
had breakfast, was getting ready to go to school. In the evening, my
parents were going to work and then come home, as usual. But that
evening, tragedy struck their car collided with another vehicle at an
intersection.
It was so sudden and terrible that I couldn’t believe what had
happened for a long time. The news of their death spread quickly, and
I was in a terrible shock. I remember how, in the first days after the
tragedy, I felt like I was in a nightmare, as if everything was
happening not to me, but somewhere far away, beyond reach. It seemed
like the world had collapsed, and I was left alone in this chaos.
It was very difficult for me to cope I had no close relatives who
could support me at that moment. My grandmother lived in Russia. All
the responsibility for my life fell on my shoulders, and my feelings
on my heart. Of course, my grandmother came from Russia to take me
with her, and she also arranged custody so I wouldn’t be placed in an
orphanage. In the first years, I often cried and was afraid to get up
in the morning, afraid of the future. Memories of those days are still
vivid in my mind how my mother cooked delicious borscht, how my father
told funny stories, how we used to walk together in the park. All of
that seemed so distant and unreachable now. Losing my parents made me
feel like I had lost a part of myself. It was hard to believe I would
no longer see their smiles, hear their voices. Still, I found strength
in myself and in those people who helped me during that difficult time
my grandmother, who took me in, and kind neighbors who occasionally
visited to support me.
The strangest and most surprising thing was that after the tragedy, I
began to notice how my life started to fill with meaning. I felt that
I had to live for them, so their memory would live inside me. I
started to cherish every moment, every smile, every minute spent with
loved ones. Time heals, and over the years, I’ve learned to accept the
loss, though I never forget it.
The hardest part was surviving the first years. I often asked myself:
“Why them? Why am I the one left alone?” During those times, I found
comfort in my hobbies reading, walking, working with children. During
those years, I decided to become a caregiver in a kindergarten to give
warmth and care to children who desperately need love. I feel that in
this, I found a part of myself that helps me move forward. Of course,
I went into this profession not for money or personal gain; being a
kindergarten teacher is far from a lucrative career.
I felt better after sharing this story.
Despite all the pain and loss, I am grateful for the experience I have
gained. It has taught me to appreciate life and to never give up in
the face of difficulties. Right now, I try to live in such a way that
the memory of my parents always inspires me to be better.
Despite all the pain and loss, I am grateful for the experience I have
gained. It has taught me to appreciate life and to never give up in
the face of difficulties. Right now, I try to live in such a way that
the memory of my parents always inspires me to be better.
Wishing you a good day, and I look forward to your next letter.
With warmth and sincerity, Liudmila
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