What is beyond

I don´t know why I´m writing this article in english, but the sentences just appeared in my head. :) In two days is my birthday. This is the day when I realize some things about me. I start to think about my like and what is going on, what have I achieved, done or what I haven`t. What I'm happy for, what I'm ashamed of or I don`t like. If I look through the past years, most of the time I wasn't happy, joyful. Most of the days I had that bad feelings in me. I didn`t feel good. I felt regrets, I felt there is something wrong (especially with me :) ) .  I judged myself. I do that often... And most of the time I˙m not satisfied with myself or I think there is so much more to do "about me"...fix or repair...to be good and better. ;) But when it comes to my birthday...it hits me: I'm glad that I was born. I'm glad that I`m a live. Tears in my eyes appears when the feeling of joy of being alive rise in me. Although my life is not a field of roses (or g...