Velvet revolution and something about my emotions

I have written about this topic much on social networks and blogs, but I will still write it because I think there is still much to remember and write about it. Powerful movement

was, of course, a true love, solidarity, and non-violent velvet revolution. In fact, there is so much to write, so many emotions and memories, so I am proud to have participated in the movement, demonstrations and rallies since the very first day. Those days in our city there was so much love, so much good, people were happy, with light and hope in their eyes. I have never seen so much unity, these two and a half weeks have discovered to me a new Armenia, so far I've seen and learned. We did not give up, and we did our steps without provocation. Our first victory was on April 23, the Republic was gladdening that day, but if we knew what we were struggling for, then we knew that this was still the first step. Our second step started to be more exciting. Our people did something unbelievable, joined us from the regions and villages, and the Diaspora was with us all the time. People from all over the world came to their homeland. That was an incredible period, every day, early in the morning I went out to the street with my family and friends, walking, talking, laughing, shouting, singing, closing the street, then resting in Republic Square, in a cool place under trees and waiting for the beginning the rally. Just one day, we have not gathered in the evening, it's as unusual as if it was the most common habit. We have won and on May 8 we must gather more in the Republic Square to demand that the government respect and recognize our victory and mention it on the new page of our history. Good luck to our country...
P.S. On May 8, all of us must go to the Republic Square for the recognition of our victory.