Community
As far back as I remember, I am because of a tribe- a community that was given to me first, by my parents and now the one I have chosen, but above all those that have chosen me. Because of this fabric, life is beautiful, windy days are warm and the sun rays pierce through the foggy days.
I was once young and now am old, and I can never exchange this for anything.
When my parents settled into our home, it was typical village setting where the neighbourhood strongly relied on that solitude...