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01.11.2011
Knin,Croatia
posted on behalf of Nataša
I learned today that you are gone.
ReplyDeleteIn the same day, I have found you and lost you again and this time it is final.
I wondered all of these years where you are and will I ever find you again.
My very being weeps that I never had chance to say THANK YOU.
You woke up love for self expression and art in a skinny little girl without father figure. You became my gentle and patient guide, you nurtured my imagination and guided me toward love of art, expression and planted a seed that grew into the person I am today.
You are first person I met that gave me example of being a bigger person and taking the high road. You always found understanding and compassion, even in my selfish and arrogant teenage years, you had grace and love for me.
You made such an impact in my life and I weep for not finding you soon enough to tell you this. To tell how life has humbled me, how aware and grateful I am of kindness given to me. I think you would be proud to know that art has become my life and that everything you nurtured blossomed into my purpose. Into very core of who I am.
I wanted to say that person like you, my beloved teacher, has made lasting Impact and showed me light in a very dark place. In every kind person that came into my life and helped me and showed me a way I feel your gentle presence.
My sweet, kind and gentle soul, you will always be loved and part of you will live as long as I carry breath in me. I break knowing I found you too late.
Your Viktorija