Repair of Life
Several years ago I got married a man whose name was Taylor and whom I loved very much. Before the wedding everything was perfect. I was on the top of the world. I was sure Taylor is man with whom I want to bring up children. I was loved and I was very happy. But after wedding everything have changed. He reproached me all the time: I’m old fashioned, I have no taste, I can’t dress fashionably, I don’t know in house decorating and I can’t make it comfortable. It was very offensive. To my mind everything was alright, but he was displeased. And in two years he left me. All my dreams ruined. He found another girl. She was a designer. I don’t know why he was cracked on designer stuff. I was insulted and offended. I wanted to proof that I’m as hard as a nail and I entered a designer school. Days and nights I studied design. A lot of time I was absorbing knowledge in this sphere and became more and more skillful. I changed my job and made a great repair of my life. I decorated it only with good and faith people and I tried to stay away from such people as Taylor. Several years later our designer agency where I worked as a leading designer took part in tender and I worked out the project for it. It was big work. After hard battle with our opponents we won the tender and get the order from one of famous brand. I must say without false modesty I was proud of my work. As it found out in the opponent agency worked that girl who stole my husband. She recognized me, but didn’t come up to me. And it was right decision. But I was very glad that I could show her up. Now I can see I could proof to Taylor and to myself that I’m as hard as nail and I’m better in design.