As i grew up, my mother always thought me and my brother to be joyful for everything we have especially for the little things, because life didn't always bring us big reasons of happiness.
This lesson really stayed with me and grew even stronger roots in my soul as years passed by. That's how now i really am joyful for a cup of coffee in the morning, the little streets i sometimes take to work, the architecture of Bucharest, sun beans and a blue sky in the morning. And in the end i am joyful because i could catch this feeling in a photograph and have it like a stone to remember the everyday things i sometimes take for granted when someone else maybe is only dreaming of.
I'm gonna leave you with a verse i like that says: "Rejoice always; give thanks in all circumstances"
