The road home is always the longest, but beautiful - because you point at the place where you feel safe. At least I feel so! And I am glad to be part of children for whom “home” means protection, love, friendship, peace. When you get lost in this world, you get to miss such a place, which you called “your little box” and want to go back inside it.

Today was not too spectacular one day. At 6:30, in the morning, cycling through the cold, daddy brought me to “the second box”. I felt like cheeks are frozen, cold hands and stuck cold feet. But I instantly warmed when I heard his voice: “Up here, Miss! See you in the afternoon! To be good and eat everything! “… Yeah, right! Here again … I didn’t even see the sun woke up and I was standing near the green door… and I urge in the smell of food … Won! I walked in like any other day, only this time, I felt that something is missing… Hem …

It does well to pass the time quickly. As soon as possible. Expected to open the green gate and see a familiar face and love … I did not have patience … and I went out, however, secretly, not to startle at once due to a crying infant from the kindergarten … And in the face servings…miracle! I leaped because of him … but I remember talking to someone important in my life … and … and….

“Take my hand … it seems you got lost here… How glad I found you!

Take my hand … and together we can find the way…

Take my hand … it seems that you lost smile. But it’s ok. You can get one from me.

Take my hand… Wipe your tears… Now it is not a place for them. But if you will ever need, I offer these salty spots. I have enough…

Are you afraid of something? You should not be afraid. You are no longer alone. You have never been. Hold my hand and you’ll feel that!

Tell me why you sigh… You need anything?

Support? You always have it!

A good idea? Hem… the sky is not always cloudy!

Sun? It’s always there… but you receive the light…

Want water? Enjoy the rain!

A good word? Hem… I’ll whisper that at your ears…

Want sea? I give you a grain of sand in a shell.

A treasure? My life is one you already have … and yours too!

A book? I just have a few words that can give from my heart to keep them in your heart…

A dove? I offer you a feather…

A song? Listen nature!

A flower? Here a petal!

A prayer? I can teach you, so you always have it…

Want the sky? Look up!

A poem? Listen to my voice…

Want a dream? Close your eyes!

You want emotions? Feelings? You found them in what you get and what give… and in people…

Want Spring? I’ve kept a snowdrop dried up…

Or Autumn? Red pale leafs lying in a book drawing…

Hold my hand… and do not move away…

See how easy it is to have everything? Earth, water, perfumes, stars, flames, fruits, sweets, seasons, mountains … You need only parts of a whole … “

Just call me … when you need something …

“Take my hand … it seems that you lost me here … How glad I found you!”

(And when you have His love, you got HIM!)