What is the happiest moment of your childhood?
Mine was when I was six and my cousin was born (we lived in the same house). She always felt like a sister to me. I loved her more than anybody else.
She was not really that close to my brother.
So it really hurts to see that nowadays she visits my brother all the time and me hardly ever. I get it. They both have children similar age so it is perfect for them to hang out together.
I admit it. I am jealous and envious. I can imagine how many nice afternoons could I spend with her and her kids, if I had kids of my own.
***
Today I let myself to be miserable about it for fifteen minutes. Then I dressed my brand new Nike jogging wear (it is lovely) and went for a jog. Now I feel great.
This is my recipe for happiness: lots and lots of long walks / jogging / cycling.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Sunday photos
Some photos from today's walk in the capital, with my DH.
Our life is different as planned, prayed and hoped. But beautiful anyway.
Saturday, March 15, 2014
Do I have any reader from Normandy?
to: my dear reader from Normandy
My father-in-law is 85, and is very ill. It was only few days ago that we were able to locate the exact coordinates of the grave of his brother, that he lost during WWII.
I was there when he got coordinates. It was sad to see the pain in his eyes. He lost his brother almost 70 years ago, but he never forgot him. He told me how sorry he was that he never was able to lit a candle for him and visit the grave.
If you live near Caen, I would be happy if you could lit a candle for my husband's uncle (it would be the first candle lit in 69 years) and send me a photo.
my contact: klara.soncek@gmail.com
Merci beaucoup!
Klara
***
My husband and I would love to visit Normandy one day, but it will not be for another couple of years.
My father-in-law is 85, and is very ill. It was only few days ago that we were able to locate the exact coordinates of the grave of his brother, that he lost during WWII.
I was there when he got coordinates. It was sad to see the pain in his eyes. He lost his brother almost 70 years ago, but he never forgot him. He told me how sorry he was that he never was able to lit a candle for him and visit the grave.
If you live near Caen, I would be happy if you could lit a candle for my husband's uncle (it would be the first candle lit in 69 years) and send me a photo.
my contact: klara.soncek@gmail.com
Merci beaucoup!
Klara
***
My husband and I would love to visit Normandy one day, but it will not be for another couple of years.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Pain & Happiness
Me & my best girl-friend married in the same year, only a month apart. We were so excited - we were both sure our first children would be born in the same year.
I don't really want to remember the darkest days of my infertility. Let me just say that it was really hard for me to accept the fact that she was going to have the first child and I am not. It was really difficult to visit her new-born son for the first time. But, accepting the news of her second pregnancy was even harder.
Her boy is now 8. Yesterday was the second time that I had him for whole afternoon. And it was the first time that we were doing his homework together. It was lovely. He was very motivated (I admit - I used a bit of bribing - we went in between for a walk to the shopping centre, to buy delicious chocolate&vanilla donats. Yummy!)
When his dad picked him up, I talked to the boy and the dad when could I have him for the next time. We all agreed that it would be perfect occasion in 14 days. Then I suddenly noticed that his little sister (aged 6) stares at me sadly with her beautiful blue eyes. I asked her what is it. And she replied: "I want to come to you to do my homework too."
How extra cute is that? So - I am getting two children in 14 days :) :)
***
I love life. It is full surprises. I never thought I would be able to look forward to my time with other children again.
I don't really want to remember the darkest days of my infertility. Let me just say that it was really hard for me to accept the fact that she was going to have the first child and I am not. It was really difficult to visit her new-born son for the first time. But, accepting the news of her second pregnancy was even harder.
Her boy is now 8. Yesterday was the second time that I had him for whole afternoon. And it was the first time that we were doing his homework together. It was lovely. He was very motivated (I admit - I used a bit of bribing - we went in between for a walk to the shopping centre, to buy delicious chocolate&vanilla donats. Yummy!)
When his dad picked him up, I talked to the boy and the dad when could I have him for the next time. We all agreed that it would be perfect occasion in 14 days. Then I suddenly noticed that his little sister (aged 6) stares at me sadly with her beautiful blue eyes. I asked her what is it. And she replied: "I want to come to you to do my homework too."
How extra cute is that? So - I am getting two children in 14 days :) :)
***
I love life. It is full surprises. I never thought I would be able to look forward to my time with other children again.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
For Mali: Pasticcio di verdure (Lasagna di verdure)
Dear Mali,
I have baked this today - my own lasagna with vegetables.
Just to let you know that I am already practising for our Italian cooking course in the year 2030 :)
kind regards,
Klara
Saturday, February 8, 2014
A granddaughter
I just got a personal message on my FB. My ex-boss (I worked for her ten years ago) sent me a message saying:
"So how are you? Anything new***? Nothing much new with me except that my granddaugher is growing up so fast."
***she does know of my infertility issues. Or better said: she knew and probably forgot or just did not care.
What can I reply to a message like this? We haven't been in touch for the last five years and all she can say are news regarding her granddaughter.
What can I reply? I am still infertile. Still childless. And of course, grandchildless for good.
***)/&%#! == (=lots of ugly words, they help to send away the anger).
I did what I do the best: I deleted the message. And I will just pretend that I never read it. So yes, a problem easily solved. My way.
I just hope that one day, when I am old and grey, my messages to younger excoworkers will be witty, inspiring and not hurting. They will include the news as:
- how good was my Italian cooking 3-week-course in Tuscany
- the best moments from walking the El Camino
- I will invite them to stop by and try my homegrown vegetables (my zucchinis will be amazing)
- how lovely it is to be the oldest student in a language school, learning for the first time Japanese / Arabic / Portugese / Spanish / Mandarine / ...
- hundreds of ideas to follow
"So how are you? Anything new***? Nothing much new with me except that my granddaugher is growing up so fast."
***she does know of my infertility issues. Or better said: she knew and probably forgot or just did not care.
What can I reply to a message like this? We haven't been in touch for the last five years and all she can say are news regarding her granddaughter.
What can I reply? I am still infertile. Still childless. And of course, grandchildless for good.
***)/&%#! == (=lots of ugly words, they help to send away the anger).
I did what I do the best: I deleted the message. And I will just pretend that I never read it. So yes, a problem easily solved. My way.
I just hope that one day, when I am old and grey, my messages to younger excoworkers will be witty, inspiring and not hurting. They will include the news as:
- how good was my Italian cooking 3-week-course in Tuscany
- the best moments from walking the El Camino
- I will invite them to stop by and try my homegrown vegetables (my zucchinis will be amazing)
- how lovely it is to be the oldest student in a language school, learning for the first time Japanese / Arabic / Portugese / Spanish / Mandarine / ...
- hundreds of ideas to follow
Sunday, February 2, 2014
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