Finally the cold days have gone. It’s getting warmer and warmer. I am feeling better and better. I do hope I won’t cough any more. I believe the awful days eventually will pass. Spring always bring us hope. Everything will be on its way. What I should do is be patient. The famous poet Pushkin told us:

If by life you were deceived,

Don't be dismal, don't be wild!

In the day of grief, be mild:

Merry days will come, believe.

Heart is living in tomorrow;

Present is dejected here:

In a moment, passes sorrow;

That which passes will be dear.

Everybody will experience melancholy days. It’s not a big deal. The point is never lose heart.