The most wonderful day of my life
The most wonderful day of my life was without a doubts the day when my first child was born. You would say that it's perfectly normal and there is nothing special about in it, but it was for me a really special day. I was very young at that time and I was extremely sad because of my loneliness. The father of the baby, a really stupid and immature little boy, disappeared as soon as he knew about the child, my parents were so angry that didn't want to hear from me anymore. I can still remember feeling the sense of depression rising throw through my body and crying like a baby. It was not for because of the pain I was suffering from but only for because of my deep loneliness. What made that day so wonderful and what made me feel happy was actually a bunch of flowers, a little bunch of pansies which my father brought me to tell me he loved me all his love. Now that my father is 96 and he is going towards the end of his life, he is nearly passing about to pass away, it seems to me that day was the best day of my life.