This year was a very cold winter.
We froze a few fallen flowers and animals.
I and my mother were afraid there may not be enough firewood ,but luckily survived until spring.Mother is not sure if we have enough money to buy new pigs.
Getting poorer like every house in the village after the war and so empty.
Many men did not return like my brother and a woman must fend for themselves.
 Later my father passed away and was worst.
So far, my life was filled with laughter and fun.No one in the house did not force me to work because I always eagerly help.



Anyway father and brother were in the house and they do the hard work.Now I`m cleaning the cow and pigs and I feed chickens commute.Sometimes our neighbors try to help but they do not always have the time.
Sometimes I tried lifting the stitch sewing shirts or socks but my favorite work is embroidery tablecloth.
Especially in the winter  when it`s cold and windy I sit by the stove light a candle and embroidered.
But I feel the coming spring .The wind has changed,the clouds in the sky are changing ,people are changing.They help us.
Always help.
Today,like every morning I moved the animals to the court and fed cocks.
People slowly sow their fields, are moving cattle on the meadows.
with smiles on their faces sow fields.
Women hang laundry in their gardens,weeding flower beds,children grazing geese.Everything  comes back to life.
Even my old dog-Burek-more often goes to court.
Yet here and there is snow but it`s big and warm sun melted it and give place crocuses, tulips.
Children, as always,when it is  warm going into the woods to climb the trees and the older teenagers going to pasture and arrange picnics.
Yes,I would love to go back to my childhood, besides, who would not want to?