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Happy Mother’s Day, mama!

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I miss being in Romania for special days like the 8th of March, Mother’s Day.
I have been singing this song to my mum every single year on Mother’s Day since I was 5 and she’s still touched when I do.
The song says: Mummy, I have brought you my love because I couldn’t think of anything better to bring. And it expresses so well what I feel…
I miss just being there with my mum and doing normal things like having a coffee in her tiny, untidy but full of her presence kitchen. Love talking to her about everything and nothing in particular. Love waking up to the smell of fresh bread. Or staying up till late to have fresh from the oven cozonac(traditional Romanian cake) and sarmale(stuffed vine leaves).
Miss the carelessness of my childhood. Thank you, for making it as special as you could,mama!

Defining moments…

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“When a defining moment comes along, you define the moment, or the moment defines you.” Kevin Costner(yes, a hunk said something clever and I found it, beat that!) Saturday evening was one of those moments for me…We were having our usual chicken and corn and rice in Nando’s after a long and frustrating day when Alex turns to me and says: “I have a crazy idea..what if we went to see Ireland for a week? Two conditions: there will be only positive talk for a week. And we leave tomorrow!” Okay, I’m not the person to say no to traveling with the two people I love most in the world.I just need time to adjust and warm up to the idea…to prepare…mentally…physically…Think, organise, pack, think some more, add some more stuff in. Talk toddler through it. Talk myself through it.Warn hubby of possible(no, imminent!) meltdowns on from both toddler and myself. So, I said no. I brought all the arguments I could think of. At the end of the day, you can’t just take up …