Author: Violeta
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Poem about Belief
Belief Is unconditional And it’s not circumstantial I believe in my team In their potential In their creativity And integrity I believe in my leaders In their commitment Vision, servant hearts, And care for their teams. I believe in Conrad And his ability to constantly surprise me Intellectually, creatively, emotionally. Socially and professionally. His genuine…
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Don’t play with our hearts
“Don’t play with my heart” said Oana as we shared that we plan to move to Cluj on a permanent basis. Rebe and a few others were under the impression that our trip this Spring was the actual long term move. But we are more plan-full than that. My parents never questioned my decisions which…
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Putting my dreams on the line – part two
We traveled for twenty-five hours from Cluj to San Francisco. To be fair, we did have a lovely day trip through Munich on the way back. Ten hours after we arrived, the next morning we both went to work. Jet lag allowed for surprising energy in the morning but sickening body ache in the afternoon.…
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Live in the present
Girls night at my new place, talking life, eating goodies, laughing and reconnecting. I feel honored and blessed to have these Ezer women as my friends. Time and space altered not our friendship. We are in such different places in life, and yet our uniqueness and beauty is enhanced by it. Divorce, widowhood, cancer, childlessness,…
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Four more days
After chasing appointment after appointment this past week, the weekend finally arrived. It is odd to be on vacation and yet long for the Saturday. We had a lovely game night with my parents, and slept in. This morning we took the bus into town and now we are having coffee with Claudiu, conversing about…
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Knocking at doors
We visited the child protection office. A huge building with imposing architecture, with huge heavy doors and old hallways. My stomach in a knot, and no one in sight. We finally knocked and opened a side door. I told the lady that we are interested in talking to someone about adoption. The surprised look on…
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Now, THE topic.
I’ve been holding this under my hat, for weeks now. My sister, Carmen (often assumed so literally), our roads intertwined a lot in the last eleven years. They continued to do so even after my seven year adventure abroad. The morning I shared in church about our plans regarding Romania and adoption, I received an…
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Cluj – day one
Our minds are cool and clear. We spent all our emotions the weeks prior to this trip. Now we just dive in and let it all happen. We are in Cluj. I am sipping coffee in bed, Ritual Coffee freshly brewed by Conrad. And before noon we plan to check out the few apartments we…
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Logistics. Bureaucracy. Processes.
Transferring money to Romania is becoming more cumbersome than it needs to be. My transfer was cancelled once, after I was called and confirmed my identity and the purpose for this transfer three times. And I was locked out of my online backing account four other times. I learned about the last lockout a few…
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Faith
I recently saw a movie. The first half of the script was played from one of the character’s perspective, and then the same story was told from the other side. Gary’s message today was confirming, encouraging and pushed me over the edge of imagination… So how about the other side of the story? “For you…
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Heavy or light
I’m friends with excitement and anticipation. I welcome it as I perceive mostly the positive by default. Recently we started taking ourselves too serious and it got heavy. I just remembered a clever saying: “Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly.” Yes. This is a stressful time of anticipating crazy changes (home ownership across…
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Time stands still
It doesn’t get any better than this. Or in laymen terms: I am happy – Right here – Right now. I am grateful for friends, for the beautiful weather, wine and barbecued veggies, the Ocean and the sound of the waves, the smell of eucalyptus and I am most grateful of little boys’ kisses. The…