A dream going up the stream

Where everything has a start, always keep spirits high, never apart. Bring togetherness as one, the vibe of encouragement is permanent.

The call from Morpheus, as I used to call it, many times convinced me of witnessing this beautiful play matured played, her favourite of fall late nights. Lethargic, specially after a satisfying dinner, where a fresh salad wasn’t impossible to resist. Every different dish, somehow, reminded her of the purple clouds she saw from the kitchen’s t hen

Mona sadly remembers a year ago; this teenager full of life had to face a test no one ever thought to come out victorious, against all prognosis, that she would never ever be independent. Forced by choice to sat in a wheelchair, her fate prostrated her, taking away the freedom she most loved and enjoyed. She could walk with the help a walker, condemned to be sat in a wheelchair. Her vision, already lost on her left eye, didn’t impede her of functioning like any other healthy person, she could still write. Her mind and thoughts were in perfect condition.

The birds, melodiously singing, announcing the arrival of fall, complimented the melody of colours reflected on the maple trees in the backyard garden. Mona loved to enjoy that, sitting on her wheelchair, at her favourite spot in the hospital east wing. Many other visitors also enjoyed the beautiful view and musical spectacle Mother Nature managed to put together.

Mona’s pale skin basked in the warm sun, making her cheeks blushed as the sun seemed to kiss her and the warm breeze relive her long honey curly hair. In deed, Mona enjoyed being there, sitting in her garden, sharing precious moments with Mother Nature.

Her passion, to be a writer, got more and increased. Needed to do something about. Resilience and patience, hence I’m an apprentice….

Soon her writings became more interesting and inspiring, many readers started to like her stories and novels, her poems.

Without noticing it, a new vice started to increase, felt short of pursuing screenwriting career, diverted her specialty to learn new things, applying her acknowledgment to new jobs, but still keeping that creative aspect she loves the most. Yep.

Built in the Dream Fields, it was a characteristic of the mauve afternoon skies, a characteristic of the fall season arriving, a sign fir many animals and buildings Dos to start migrating to warmer areas of the planet.