I overheard a mother talk to her 5 year old son in the tram today…
Mom: You need to understand, Santa Claus isn’t real, it’s just a marketing scheme.
Boy: Mom, but why do people believe in him?
Mom: Because they are being lied to since they are born.
Boy: I am glad I don’t believe in this. Continue reading “Santa Claus is real!”
To be or not to be…
To change or not to change… in the end it’s all about the choices we make and the decisions we want to face or not.
This year I’ ve had to change and reorganize my entire life. I’ve basically grew and got “entwined” with the seasons. Literally all the events in my life had some sort of a reaction from the Universe. Continue reading “Autumn…”
The strong lavender scent and the Christian Dior perfume smell is something I always felt when opening her perfectly organised closet. Clothes put in perfect order, categorised by colour and season. Clothes that she sewed or fixed along the years. She never threw anything, she just fixed everything. I will always remember her brown sweater. That colour suited her so well. She loved it, because it was a gift from her husband who died too early. That sweater made her feel like he was still there, close to her heart.
Her way of cooking and baking… oh, the cookies, I will surely miss those. She made divine foods and she put so much love in everything she ever did. She had such a pure heart and she will always be missed and loved for what she represented for us all. Continue reading “Time to say Goodbye…”
When you first walk into a new room what do you notice?
The first objects that appeal to you are the ones you are already familiar with. A couch, a chair, a window or even a carpet. If you see any familiarity in them, you find them normal and you start to feel more comfortable in that space.
The second thing that will create a reaction in your brain will be the non familiar objects. A decoration, a colour combination, a lamp or a plant. Something you haven’t seen before, something you wished for or something you find unusual. Continue reading “Being a Writer!”
Some time ago I’ve heard a saying: “It might take a year, it might take a day, but what is meant to be will always find a way”. I have no idea who said this, but now I know that this applies to me perfectly.
Today, after 3 years of being a “blogger” or “writer” or whatever other description applies best to what I’m doing, I can honestly say that all my efforts have not been in vain. Words don’t come easy. It’s a very true statement and everyone knows that. Continue reading “Words, Writing and Profession”
I am writing this while sitting in the window, with the laptop on my knees and listening to the calm rain outside. This rain has been a blessing, after a long, hot day. It’s the kind of rain that helps clean the badness and sadness. The kind of rain that stops your worries and fears and just makes you enjoy time and life. This rain brings a soft breeze that gives you chills and takes you to a new place, a place full of hope and dreams. Continue reading “Rain makes it all better…”
In order to call a place home you have to travel a long road. The road will always be filled with laughter, tears, happiness, sadness and lots of emotions and fears. It is only natural to be so, especially if you’re used to your comfort zone and didn’t really step out of it.
To decide whether a place is your home or not is a though call. Especially if you are trapped between two borders. One place has everything you are used to, the other place has new things you didn’t even think of. They are both filled with some sort of adventure and mystery. Your heart is somehow split in two, that’s how it works. Continue reading “From Dublin to Timisoara.”