It so happens that the favorite holiday of March 8 did not promise to bring anything good. "I am alone" - spinning in my head and in my favorite holiday. And as luck would warmly spring sun peeped into the room early in the morning, recalling the upcoming holiday and solitude Loneliness - this is not new, or why am I still alone? .

Unexpected call made to get out of the cozy bed, but the miracle did not happen, and the prince has not appeared on the verge of having breakfast, someone just wrong door.

Holiday, I convinced myself - a state of mind. Make the holiday itself. But like someone to this day I take care of you. It's hard to be alone, and especially during the holidays. But my eternal optimism made me fasten smile and go on a visit.

As it turned out later - it was not the best idea. Men were not at a party, or rather in my mind. I'm used to that too March 8 men take care of women, and to be honest, before my March 8 began with breakfast in bed, gifts, and the fulfillment of all my wishes. The motto of the day was: "What does a woman want What woman wants: desire beautiful half of humanity , That God wants! ". So, those individuals males who were at a party (after all, it is difficult to call them men) do not even bother to prepare the festive table.

But this fact, oddly enough, I was even pleased - I realized that it is better to be alone than near. And happy (not true that everyone is happy on the same), I went home. My activity and optimism are not allowed to fill the apartment with tears, although a small flood after all was.

And there was born a genius idea - a celebration itself. So: the food - I want a tasty, but then to not be tormented by remorse, - fruit salad, lots of fruit salad; dancing - on TV a bunch of concerts, has long wanted to see, and you can dance the way you want. Furnishings - romantic: aromatic candles on the floor, on the couch, where they like. Clothing - beautiful, but comfortable. Still, the atmosphere - a powerful thing, is in the air festival

And here it is a miracle! The house was filled with music, aroma candles, fruit and happiness. You want - you dance, you want - sitting on cushions, surrounded by candles, was eating a large bowl of fruit salad (without thinking about how it looks from the outside), and the song upset and touches the sick, and you can cry their hearts' content. Good, cozy, festive.

Self-deception - you say, but I liked it. I could not hold bad your favorite holiday, I have let myself it has arranged, following the motto "What woman wants, that God wants." And in confirmation of my thoughts suddenly sounded song, and its line somehow magical effect on me, supporting, urging not to give up ".... Heavens, help you survive in the troubled days .....". And R.Rozhdestvenskogo favorite line in memory surfaced and took him:

"I still wait
Be sure to wait happiness!
And I want you to believe in it with me. "

Here's a really I am an optimist, and it's hard to fight, and this is easier to live.

Anastasia Lopukhinsky