Finding what you used to love
I remember my happy USSR childhood. My dad had a dark room for photography and I loved it so much. Although I I thought my photos are bad and I gave up. Few years ago I bought a camera and that was an amazing feeling, like finding that I used to love but lost it.
We all want things we don’t have. And there is always someone younger, fitter, taller, slimmer and more muscled to compare yourself with. But inside our hearts we know that we are beautiful. I love read and tell these stories. Also I really love flowers, coffee, planes and ice-cream.