Author: Violeta
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Burnout & hot chocolate
Burnout. I feel it all around me. Spread like wildfire. The burnout of life, the tedious day-in and day-out, of social distancing like a home arrest. We all used all our tricks to adapt, to survive and in some cases to thrive. We were not the most extravagant parents before, but we had our sense…
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Reset button
It was a cold Saturday. The air smelled like snow, through it is already April. At 1 PM we were scheduled to get our first dose of the vaccine. And at the same exact time we got a notification from Ikea that they are delivering some stuff, straight from Bucuresti. As luck would have it,…
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Transition while staying put
I like to complete projects. I have lived with loose ends for months now. And I noticed a tendency, to pick up new projects in a subconscious hope to complete some, any of them. My plate is overflowing, like a crazy lavish Thanksgiving dinner. And I keep piling on. And the salad doesn’t fit properly…
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Second Mothers book club concluded
Tocmai am încheiat cu succes (adică pline de încurajare si speranța) clubul de carte “A doua mama”. O mămica adoptiva m-a întrebat daca stiu de vreun grup de suport post adopție la care ar putea participa. M-a mișcat profund aceasta întrebare vulnerabila. Pentru ca am rezonat cu nevoia acestei noi prietene, de conectare si suport.…
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Should I have known this?
It takes skill and grace to walk along side kids and teach them about the world, without tripping or falling behind or walking too fast. Instigating self doubt. I personally have carried a heavy burden as a kid. I beat myself up with this self reflection: “I should have known this.” I found healing only…
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Grandkids
My nephew wanted to spend Friday night at bunici: his paternal grandparents, my parents, who live downstairs in the same building block as us. He is 3 and he is funny and self-confident and stubborn. He loves his little cousin Ivy, because she is near his age. He is loyal and self-aware and talks a…
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Povestea noastră pe scurt
La sfârsit de iarnă, la capătul puterilor, n-am știut dacă am ceva coerent de spus. Mă surprinde bucuria ce transpare în ochii mei, pentru că de fapt eram extrem de obosită. Am ales să accept invitația de a povesti despre adopție în cadrul acestui proiect, pentru că, așa cum editorul filmulețuilui a scos ce-i mai…
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Un an de acomodare
Gandindu-ma inapoi la primul an cu Jackie, imi aminteam ca prin vis ca a fost foarte greu. Foarte frumos dar epuizant. Aveam insa energie stocata amandoi. Bucuria noului statut de parinti, care vedeau lumea prin ochii unui copil, compensa orice greu. Imi amintesc ca eram mereu in alerta si nu ma puteam relaxa, nici cand…
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Când e bună frica?
Ferice de omul pe care-l ceartă Dumnezeu, si frica de Domnul este începutul înțelepciunii. Vorbeam aseara despre nu stiu ce, dar am spus ca ma bucur ca tati e om cu frică de Dumnezeu. Jackie uluita de aceasta idee: “Cum adica sa ne fie frica de Dumnezeu.” Si uite asa intram in chestiuni de finete…
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Reflective winter psalm poem
Psalm 93-94 The howling anger was quietedAt the foot of the cross The circumstances in essence unchangedThere was peace in the eye of the storm As emotions and annoyances stirI keep them in checkI push them down with easeI stuff them deeperAnd peace is kept. A month, two months go byAnd I feel less and…
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Modelare vs cizelare
Cât suntem tineri, maleabili, flexibili, ne modelam. Odată ce ne-am întărit obiceiurile, mintea, inima, daca vrem schimbare, trebuie sa cizelam. Desigur e mai zgomotos si mai dureros sa cioplim la caracterul nostru, dar si in procesul de cizelare, putem fi un material bun sau unul încăpățânat, si aspru si sfărâmicios, sensibil. Avem o fereastra de…