06/05 impossible doesnt exist

Yesterday I met a nun on a street. I decided to go to her and talk a little. I asked her if she can pray for me that evening. She said she will.

I came back to the room and i said to myself: tomorrow you have to call to Mr J, who I know from the other hostel. We spent a lot of time together and I felt that I need to talk to him. I always treat like my second father.

Today in the morning I went downstairs to make a coffee. And i met .... yes, Mr J. I hugged him saying, its unbelievable. Now i talked to him few hours. 

Impossible doesnt exist. Everything is possible. Me and Juleczka is also possible.