I love you, he whispered. She was sleeping and couldn’t reply but he knew she felt the same. He kissed her gently on her cheek and left the room casting one more glance at the sleeping angel. His angel.
He went down to the kitchen to make himself some coffee. Soon coffee was forgotten as he submerged deep into the thoughts about HER. He couldn’t stop wondering why destiny presented him with such a gift. A gift of pure unconditional love. A gift of the miracle being in his life. His …

Busy schedules, crazy life rhythm, lost in school or office routine - life of today. What is it? Where is it? How is it? Do things like friendship, love, care, trust, understanding, beliefs still matter? Is there still something which we could call a miracle of life?
Lets think about HOW we live, first.
We concentrate on problems instead of giving a chance to new opportunities.
We live in the past instead of paying tribute to the present.
We dream of the future while wasting our life today.