The Journal

The Journal (Prologue)

Believe

Prologue

I was once a child and didn't know anything about love and true love. I wasn't into those kinds of things because I thought love wouldn't last long. I never did believe that until that happened. That was the last time I didn't believe true love existed.

When I was still a child, I always loved my grandfather the most compared to my parents. My parents didn't mind about it. They were actually used to it seeing me always spend my time with my grandfather the most. They were sometimes jealous about that I loved him more than them but they soon lost the feeling of jealousy. They learned to understand why I always spend time with my grandfather; it was because he always taught me new things about life and the true meaning of life and how to survive it. He always was a kind hear-ted man and god blessed him every time with lucks and hopes. He never liked to get his hopes too high or too low. He was a patient man waiting for miracles to happen to his life and he had his wish. He had me and for him it was a miracle.

I never did understand why he trusted me so much and he always said that I always brought miracles to his barn. Was it because I was full of spirit when I came to his barn every holiday? I never did miss to go there once when it comes to holidays. When I finished my school I ran back home in a rush and quickly packed my cloths for the holidays that I was going to spend with my grandfather.

It was like an adventure or a story living with my grandfather. He never did make me bored. He would always let me learn new things about nature and the wild. He always loved nature and especially the wild. He always prayed to the poor animals when the forests were torn down in some of the areas we know and by seeing that my grandfather was so into nature and wild, I too learned from him to love nature and wild and that I thanked him.

He always told me amazing stories when he tucks me into my bed. He never missed a day. Everyday was a different story and that made me excited for bed when it was reaching to my bedtime.

He was a man who kept things to himself, he never told me anything about his past or how he met grandma. He was the kind of person who doesn't tell his story to anyone other than his love ones but for me he trusted me and wanted to tell his past but gave up the idea and never told me about it. I didn't ask about it because maybe something from the past hurt him so badly that he didn't like to tell to anyone.

Now, I'm living with my lovely wife Jane who I meant when I was finding a clue. Jane was a miracle and made me the luckiest man on earth. I loved her very much and I promise that I will be the man she deserves to have, romantic and hardworking. I will always put her first after my job and that made me believe that true love does exist.

It was just like grandfather said "Believe and miracles will happen"

And this was the miracle. I met my love of my life and she too has the same feeling as me. She was my first and my last and we never changed our feelings about each other and that is another story that I'm going to tell you after I tell you how I met Jane and I will tell you every detail I remembered. Every time and every second all of it, I will tell you and I will tell you this, it's going to be a long story.

So be patient and read.