Dancing in the Rain

Par : Kaltrina Hoti
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  • FormatePub
  • ISBN978-1-955794-05-3
  • EAN9781955794053
  • Date de parution26/10/2021
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  • ÉditeurDiamond Publishing Company

Résumé

As women, we go through emotions on a daily basis that only other women here on earth can understand. The super resilient strength we carry within us to overcome minute and enormous burdens even surprises our own self sometimes, and is a gift to our children, husbands, significant others, and the world.    Kaltrina Hoti is one of those women on whom we can lean, a woman who understands us, a best friend, and a woman who touches us on that deep level when we so desperately need someone to listen to us and understand how we're feeling.
Bring tissues.    Ms Hoti draws us into her passages and expresses thoughts and feelings we also feel but could never put into words like she does. Bring tissues.   What's most delightful is her incredible insight into how our travels through life help us to love more, grow more, and be more. EXCERPTS: I MISS YOUOne tear is for your eyes and smile I'm going to miss. A deep breath is for the words that we exchange in so many different ways.
It's like a part of my body is pulling away from me. One tear is for me; I am going to miss every moment of your life. Some things God creates will never be understood. This feeling is one of them. Loving a child is a mystery of life... ... They say the mother is like a candle. She burns her emotion to give light to her child. I hope you see my light that I am trying to give you. One tear is for the red rose that is waiting for you. DON'T LOOK BACKDon't ever look back on your past.
You will be trapped inside   the anger that will turn your world under a spell of jealousy. Don't look back on the lost moments of life. An old wish you never finishedIs meant to be left alone. Someone else is going to finish it. Don't ever look back on your past. Light is always in front of you. Try to reach for happy beginnings and new visions of your dreams. Search for the light in front of you if you want to see and feel the deep breath.
In you is beauty. Don't ever look back on your past. Let the light in front of you shine on your face. Warm your heart inside your hands. I WISH I STOPPEDI still remember his face, thick rings around the eyes he used   to sit on an old green, rusty chairBy the corner storeWatching people passing by and never saying a word. When it rained, he had an umbrella, when it stormedYou could find him in the corner of the store.
Nobody knew his name. They called him Old Lonely Man. He always had a yellow rose in his handSo many times I wanted to go and sit by himTo hear the inside of his heartPeople used to whisper different stories about himSome believed he had lost the connection with realitySome believed he was a brave soldier and still livesThrough the fear of deathI believed he was waiting for the return of a lost loveThat he carried in his soulThat morning, I decided to share a momentOf his life with my time.
I walked slowly by the corner of the storeThe green rusty chair was empty, and everything looked so differentThe yellow rose on the rusty green chair was thirsty for waterCrying for the touch of the old lonely manHe was gone. So many times I wanted to stopI missed his storyDid I?
As women, we go through emotions on a daily basis that only other women here on earth can understand. The super resilient strength we carry within us to overcome minute and enormous burdens even surprises our own self sometimes, and is a gift to our children, husbands, significant others, and the world.    Kaltrina Hoti is one of those women on whom we can lean, a woman who understands us, a best friend, and a woman who touches us on that deep level when we so desperately need someone to listen to us and understand how we're feeling.
Bring tissues.    Ms Hoti draws us into her passages and expresses thoughts and feelings we also feel but could never put into words like she does. Bring tissues.   What's most delightful is her incredible insight into how our travels through life help us to love more, grow more, and be more. EXCERPTS: I MISS YOUOne tear is for your eyes and smile I'm going to miss. A deep breath is for the words that we exchange in so many different ways.
It's like a part of my body is pulling away from me. One tear is for me; I am going to miss every moment of your life. Some things God creates will never be understood. This feeling is one of them. Loving a child is a mystery of life... ... They say the mother is like a candle. She burns her emotion to give light to her child. I hope you see my light that I am trying to give you. One tear is for the red rose that is waiting for you. DON'T LOOK BACKDon't ever look back on your past.
You will be trapped inside   the anger that will turn your world under a spell of jealousy. Don't look back on the lost moments of life. An old wish you never finishedIs meant to be left alone. Someone else is going to finish it. Don't ever look back on your past. Light is always in front of you. Try to reach for happy beginnings and new visions of your dreams. Search for the light in front of you if you want to see and feel the deep breath.
In you is beauty. Don't ever look back on your past. Let the light in front of you shine on your face. Warm your heart inside your hands. I WISH I STOPPEDI still remember his face, thick rings around the eyes he used   to sit on an old green, rusty chairBy the corner storeWatching people passing by and never saying a word. When it rained, he had an umbrella, when it stormedYou could find him in the corner of the store.
Nobody knew his name. They called him Old Lonely Man. He always had a yellow rose in his handSo many times I wanted to go and sit by himTo hear the inside of his heartPeople used to whisper different stories about himSome believed he had lost the connection with realitySome believed he was a brave soldier and still livesThrough the fear of deathI believed he was waiting for the return of a lost loveThat he carried in his soulThat morning, I decided to share a momentOf his life with my time.
I walked slowly by the corner of the storeThe green rusty chair was empty, and everything looked so differentThe yellow rose on the rusty green chair was thirsty for waterCrying for the touch of the old lonely manHe was gone. So many times I wanted to stopI missed his storyDid I?