‘Why do old people always sit in front of me?’ – my daughter mumbles angrily, as two people take their seats in front of us on the bus. Of course, she exaggerates. She gets it from me, too. Old people don’t always sit in front of her, and what’s ‘old’ to her is not necessarily […]
Read MoreA love story
‘I will marry you’, – my daughter said. Just like that, out of the blue, in the middle of our video call. In the middle of my very important sentence, probably. ‘Oh no’, – I quickly recovered from the shock. ‘If anybody marries you, that’s me’. London boy kept watching us, smile on his face. […]
Read MoreShort and sweet – a summer story
I’ve been studying the whole marketing thing. I’ve been brushing up on my writing skills. I’ve been reading up on how to create engaging online content. Because who these days writes just for the sake of writing, right? We all post and share and wait for the ‘likes’. And if and when we get them, […]
Read MoreSunny side up
I read this and laughed to myself. London boy is funny. And he is so right. ‘Mama, you worry too much. You worry about every little thing!’ – my daughter declared. That was a week or so ago, when I started obsessing about the pigmentation on my face. I kept running to the mirror every […]
Read MoreRainy day blues
I like blues. And since yesterday – I like rainy days. The second statement came as a revelation to me. I have always, as far as I remember my grown up life, yearned for the sun and the warmth. I had never been happy on a rainy day, ever. If it’s raining, it means there […]
Read MoreIf I die tonight
This has become part of my daily prayer. This is the reminder I tell myself late at night, stressed out about the worries of tomorrow. I shouldn’t be, right? Tomorrow may never come and we never know what’s around the corner. I know that better than some of us. And still, worry and stress are […]
Read MoreThe L word (part II)
You know how the girls do anything and everything to get ready for a date? I did it all: I dyed, I waxed, I polished, I soaked… You name it, I did it. I was not going to London as I was (having said that, I do take pretty good everyday care of myself, I […]
Read MoreThe L word (part I)
I can’t concentrate, my breathing is too shallow and I smile like a fool. I think I’m in love. I’d say it’s about damn time. Let’s start with a fact that my daughter has a vivid imagination. Very vivid. And for a long time her only response to my any statement or question was: ‘When […]
Read MoreOut of the blue
I was not prepared for her question. Our summer had passed without major ups and downs. I’d say that we had finally settled in, a bit over a year after coming back to Europe. My daughter has friends, lots of them. I made friends, too. We are happy with the way our life is. Of […]
Read More(not only) mother
One day, when my daughter reads this, she will get to know her dad. My words will paint her many a picture. My blog will tell her many a story. She will get to know him well. She will also get to know me, her mother. What kind of mother am I? … I told […]
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