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Be better

Be better

I have not written in a while, so I am rusty… I have mentioned before I think that I started really holding my parents accountable a greater deal when I had my own kid/kids. It was like a veil was lifted: things can be different, and they should be different. I...
Four

Four

Truer words have never been spoken… 1,2,3,4 there’s my heart all over the floor. I prayed for the last time 4 years ago on the cold floor of a hospital salon. My sister was unconscious at the time and I knew that it will be soon… the moment I have...
Different is better

Different is better

I will remember till I die that 13th of January from 18 years ago… I looked like a giant stuffed pepper because of my red jacket. It is still a mystery how he did not run for the hills right there. Maybe he thought.. well it’s soap operas with an old lady...
A day for mourning…

A day for mourning…

It is no secret that my life these past 7 years has been filled not only with great moments but also a lot of dark days, loss, and not-so-pleasant states of mind. This morning, I woke up ok, the kids are great, off to kindergarten., let’s get this...
Three

Three

January 17th 2016 was a bitter cold day. Windy as fuck and all. But not just windy, the type of wind that sticks to you and brings the cold right to the bones. Early morning, just like always, after Alex was born. We decided to go and see Ioana, and then just go about...
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