It’s such a beautiful day today in Florence. The morning cake and cappuccino under the morning sun was dreamy. I am not even going to mention the extra hour spent in bed watching cartoons. Ups, I already did. 🙂 After spending two hours in the garden, looking for ladybugs and making flower bracelets with Ephia, everything is calm now. The cat is talking in its sleep, my daughter is having...
Day 329 – A little piece of happiness
We had such an amazing day today. We took a break from everything and almost everyone and it was fantastic. I am not sure if it was the long walk downtown, or seeing some good friends for five minutes while Ephia petted their bunny, if it was the great time we had at the diner or the incredible muffins D baked, but it was a well deserved break from any dark thoughts and daily frustrations. Also...
Day 327 – Unusual traditions
When I was a little girl Easter wasn’t such a popular holiday in our house. Our traditions included a little cooking, getting new clothes and shoes and visiting family all day long so we can eat their food. 🙂 That was about it and although it seemed lame for many of my friends I was really happy with that. I didn’t have an Easter Bunny or receive any presents and that never bothered...
Day 302 – False expectations
We often pretend things from people or from us and when our expectations are not met we are disappointed. We are disappointed by our families, by our friends, acquaintances, work colleagues and so on. But the problem is that no one will know what our expectations are if we don’t verbalize them. For example when we met new people we assume they will act around us just the way we would want...
Day 301 – Sunday…
It’s been a weird day today. On any other day, I would describe the events that happened today as bricks to build a perfect day, but not today. We spent the morning at the playground with Ephia, mingling with moms and kids, having coffee and watching her being happy. It was a lot of fun. We had a nice walk, delicious lunch and a friend over for drinks and stories. After Ephia’s long...
Day 299 – Lazy day
Ah, the beauty of a lazy day; relaxing, spending time with family and friends, not touching the keyboard all day. Even the wind stopped its fury today and made room for a little sunshine on the streets of Florence. Sometimes, rarely though, the keyboard becomes one of my worst enemy, sometimes I need to break up with technology for at least several hours and it’s wonderful. It’s like...
Day 296 – Suffering
This week, some of my good friends have lost someone dear to them and I got to think about suffering. We each experience suffering on different levels, in different ways. We are created in such a way that every feeling we experience is unique. We are born to believe that we are invincible and although we learn about death, although we experience it through losses of those dear to us, we still...
Day 284 – 6 things I love about Florence
I fell in love with Florence long before I became one of its residents. In time my reasons have changed and the touristy ones are long gone and left behind now. So, how does Florence manage to keep us trapped into its spiderwebs? These are six of my reasons: 1. In less than a month you are already experiencing Florentine feelings. Every single expat friend I have talked to has told me how much...
Day 276 – The magic cat and the kingdom of sorrow
Once upon a time there was a cat, and this cat lived in a household full of children; in fact there were so many children that their parents gave them letters instead of names. So, the biggest child was A, the second one was B, the third C and so on until the letter H. Now, this family wasn’t rich nor poor. The parents worked the land they owned, their backyard was full of animals that the...
Day 272 – Exhaustion, writing, eagerness
As the days go by, I feel compelled doing more things I don’t necessarily enjoy doing in order to get to the ones I love. By the time I get there I am exhausted and all I want to do is sleep or just watch a lame movie until… I fall asleep with popcorn in between my fingers. Another day goes by and I haven’t worked on anything I would have wanted to; and then another day and...