When I walk with my daughter, she always looks down, trying to find some money. My explanations that it may take some serious effort as people mainly use cards nowadays and that 1 or 2 cent coins can’t be used anymore go unnoticed. She keeps trying. And yes, sometimes she gets lucky. Me, I look […]
Read MoreSome call him Andy
There is a new man in my life. I like him a lot. It’s just the beginning of our relationship, but I am sure it will last. How did I meet him? – Online. Is he single? – Happily married and has a teenage daughter. Did I spend a night with him? – Yes, and […]
Read MoreWithout you
I stopped counting the years, but I know it’s been six. The void in my heart has doubled in size: I hurt not only for myself, I hurt for our daughter, too. To her never ending questions, I have no answers. Even if I knew, I wouldn’t understand. Even if I understood, it wouldn’t hurt […]
Read MoreMotivation
Let’s talk motivation. And let’s do it while playing Kelly Rowland’s song in the background. It’s good, right? We all know how the story usually goes. We wait for the new year and we make all those resolutions: signing up for the gym, Pilates every week, running at 6 am every day (I’m actually seriously […]
Read MoreFrom never to now
‘Mama,’ – she whispers silently. ‘Yes, my love,’ – I whisper back. ‘What if you and London boy get married?’ (Can this girl read my mind?!) We are both silent for a moment. ‘That would be very nice, don’t you think?’ – I ask her. More silence. ‘But don’t worry. London boy will never marry […]
Read MoreBeauty in the unknown
‘How’s your love life?’ – a friend asked me. ‘What is that?’ – I asked back with a straight face. If that means loneliness and emptiness and a strong attraction to nobody, then it’s going really great! Does it bother me, though? Not really. I think this is what ‘growing up’ means. I don’t have […]
Read MoreWhen I grow old
‘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 […]
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