The Lights On The Runway

All the green lights, about to take off, seven days. Being born in Mykolaiv, Ukraine. Adopted at two years old, there is a reason why I’m here. Seven days across the ocean, a story remained. Two woman one year had lettuce, peanut butter and water, the next year they only had lettuce and water. My parents had two large jars of peanut butter and they asked if they could have it, of course my parents gave it to them. Coming from nothing, to become someone I never lost my roots or where I came from. Ukraine was where it all started for me, a third world country, very beautiful and many nice people. Many wish to have the life that many of us have and we shouldn’t take that for granted, but we do. The lights on the runaway, is what we all dreamed about and worked for it. The world will know your name, everything you did, to help others. You never asked for nothing in return. When life got tough, you didn’t tear others down, you chose to heal and still chose to help others. Nothing in life you got free, you worked for it. When the world hated you and tried to change you. You remained the kind while rising above all of it. While many had more than you, and they still chose to target you. It costed them everything, while it costed you nothing. Everything may look easy or that my life was easy, when it wasn’t. When many say I wish you were strong like me, I promise you, you don’t. I appreciate the support, but I will choose to remain kind and humble. I don’t care what others think. They can stay living in their delusion, with no flaws. Their opinions never mattered anyways.  Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.