How Did I Find Out That All Days Are Sublime

In my previous post, this is, I have made a few considerations and expressed some opinions about the challenges. Opinions from my host experience and participant in many challenges. I have highlighted all the advantages and disadvantages of using excessive challenges.

I have come to the conclusion that it is more productive to avoid using challenges too often. Much better would be the use of your own imagination and inspiration to find themes and good topics for blogs.

That's what I'm trying to do but I can not give up posting occasionally in a few challenges that fit well with my interests, with my passions and that are hosted by colleagues for whom I have a special respect.

When I refer to this, I'm thinking of #marketfriday, #beautifulsunday, and #sublimesunday and there are a few other where I posted regularly and with pleasure.

At these things I thought yesterday, Sunday. On Sunday, I usually walk around. These walks manage to make beautiful days and small or big happenings, often unforeseen, make the days even sublime.

This Sunday was different. A family problem has forced me to travel a few hundred kilometers. This trip has been consuming all day. I tried to do a post on the bus with I traveled, I didn't want to miss one of my favorite challenges, actually two combined challenges by the day of posting ... Sunday.

I must admit that my mental state was not at all good. Nothing is good. I hope that this post will take me a little out of the totally unpleasant reality. I could not write from the car, in the evening I came home very tired and sad. So I missed the posting in beautiful and sublime Sunday. This is one of the heaviest parts with challenges that you have to post on a particular day. It always happens that that day is the busiest ... time is fast, day is over.
I often missed the post. Now I'm relaxed ... I'm thinking of posting, even if I'm inspired by certain challenges I will not be bound for a particular day, I'll post when I can.

This Sunday I wanted to show some pictures of my journey. Sunday has passed but that will not prevent me from making a small presentation.

A trip between two cities in Moldova. Moldova is a region of Romania, the northeast. A less economically developed region. I traveled through a few small towns and more villages. Lack of development and wealth can be seen all the way. Nature, the landscape is more attractive.

It was a beautiful day, a beautiful Sunday. Nothing made it beautiful from what I had to do outside the sky, the clouds. The open space, the view to the horizon and the intense blue sky. Blue sky on which the clouds floated!

When I arrived at the destination, in the town where I roamed the sky seemed to react. It became threatening. The blue disappeared. I do not know if the sky was punishing me or reflecting my soul. My trip was obligatory but unfortunately its purpose is very sad.

My town received me with a storm. Beautiful! I like rains, storms ... if they're short. The city where I was a happy child 60 years ago. It has changed profoundly ...

I've come to this city a dozen times. Always with great joy. I think it is true for all, the years and places of childhood are the most beautiful. This time I did not come with joy, I came with great sadness and fear. I did not live in town, my parents' house was at the edge, among hills and small forests. There it was not raining!

This was half of my journey. On a beautiful Sunday day. Whoever says this is #beautifulsunday ...

I don't want to talk about the purpose and the urgency of the trip. This would make any day unbearable.

Still something I understand. I understand that all our days are beautiful and sublime just because they exist! I have understood this sometimes, but I forgot. Now I think I will not forget.

This blog was inspired by a life story, a Sunday of my life, one of the saddest of my life. It was inspired by the theme proposed by @ace108 and @c0ff33a through #beautifulsunday and #sublimesunday! A challenge that tells us to say something beautiful and special happened on a Sunday.

I inspired myself from these two challenges to tell my story but I didn't officially post in the challenges. I'm late for a day ...
I want to thank the initiators because I could use their theme.

Still, I want to say with this story that even when we are upset and sad we can find something sublime.

Our life, as long as it is!