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Day 334 – From ecstasy to joy and finally to despair

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Today I have managed to get a job, to enjoy an afternoon with friends and to get my daughter to the emergency room. All in one day. I woke up this morning and let me tell you the world looks different at 6 am. It’s really strange to see a seaside of humans in the tram or the bus, being very quiet and wobbling like penguins while waiting to get at their bus stop. Well my bus stop was far...

Day 329 – A little piece of happiness

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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 316 – Some motherly thoughts

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My daughter is a cute midget who is growing up too fast. I sometimes am amazed of her progress and the choices she makes for herself. For instance her language choice is at least weird when you hear about our situation. For almost half a year now, she only wants to speak English; maybe because all of our friends are English speaking people or because she hears me speaking English a lot throughout...

Day 307 – Quiet

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After 12 hours of being away from home and another hour spent with Ephia, everything is quiet now. Suddenly all the noise in my brain disappeared, leaving my thoughts to rest for a while. Beautiful day, amazing day, crazy, exciting day. It’s so quiet right now that I can barely allow my fingers to type too loud. Shh, shh…The full on working day came with a nice reward right towards...

Day 302 – False expectations

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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…

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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

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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

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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 271 – Parents and social media

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I am taking a break from the Childless mother story today and I wanted to touch a more up to date topic 🙂 . Social media has become the thing nowadays and if used properly it can do wonders. Internet is an amazing tool as well as it can be a very powerful enemy. Parents, grandparents, they are all using it in order to communicate and share faster, more efficiently. As long as the...

Day 259 – Fun Sunday

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After a whole week of running around, I decided to skip all the usual Sunday routine and plan something more fun for the three of us to do. So, when the cocka-doodle-doo sang from the other room, I jumped out of bed and brought her into our room for morning cuddles. Ephia usually doesn’t like any changes that get in the way of her routine, but who doesn’t love morning cuddles in the...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu