WE – through the lens of a professional photographer!

About Us

Welcome to our little virtual corner! I’m a single mother raising my wonderful son, Ruben, who has grown into a remarkable teenager. For years, I was the sole breadwinner as a Krav Maga instructor, balancing the challenges of parenthood and work on my own.

When Ruben started kindergarten, I embarked on a new journey by studying healthcare management at Semmelweis University, specializing in health tourism management. After graduating, I began working in my field and experienced firsthand the tragic impact of the COVID-19 pandemic while serving as a healthcare manager in a state hospital.

As the pandemic subsided, I transitioned into private healthcare, where I currently work as a practice manager. Meanwhile, our family moved from a small town to Vác, a charming historic Danube riverside city near Budapest.

Here, we embrace the everyday moments and joys of life together. If you want to hear more stories about us, you’re warmly invited to visit the original Daysonpaper blog at S&Ru’s Diary on daysonpaper.blog.hu.

So I decided to try living for a year on an international stage and see if there are other mothers in similar shoes for whom this diary could be a support on the harder days—just as it has been a support for me when I was able to look beyond the difficulties and sincerely believe in my own strength.

Thank you for stopping by!

There is this belief among Native Americans that a photograph can steal one’s soul. It feels like ours were exactly summoned out by the photos: a few weeks ago, we collaborated with a fellow parent and friend (who happens to be a professional photographer) to capture an hour of our existence—just the two of us with the golden-haired one.

In my younger days, I was often photographed, and I approached this meeting in Csesztve with mixed feelings. But knowing Dominika, I trusted that the collaboration would also be fun, even though for me, these things always feel a bit like work. We arrived just as the sun broke through after a cooler morning. I knew the place we had agreed on for the meeting: a beautiful, carefully maintained, park-like museum garden nestled in the forest. That’s when I truly felt the calm and that certain spaciousness people might call uplifting. Autumn scents filled the village, gentle light and muted sounds surrounded us. I couldn’t wait to reach the autumn forest with Rú, and halfway there, Dominika greeted us, camera in hand, a smile on her face—and on such a day, in such a place, it’s impossible not to smile back.

What we called “work” turned into nothing of the sort. She accompanied us for an hour, photographing our life as we live it as a small family enjoying our freedom: wiping noses on coat sleeves (whose pockets bulge with tissues), riding on mommy’s back, tantrums, laughter, quarrels and making up, noise and silence—just us.

When I received the photos, I was deeply moved as I went through them. These are not just pictures of us. These are moments no outsider could have accessed. Dominika didn’t just photograph us in a forest… she saw us as adults and children, she saw our bonds, the memories that tie us together, the spirit that somehow always pulls us toward each other, and she immortalized us as we are to each other: unique, natural, self-evident, necessary, and unrepeatable. Simple and indispensable, the origin of our world.

I want this every year—sometimes in summer, sometimes in winter—preserving us year after year for posterity, just as we were then: young, happy, growing, and sincere. And when I grow old and live in another world, thinking back on my most beautiful memories, and can hardly believe I was ever as complete as I was in those years with him, I will be able to bring it back and say: no, I really was…!

Thank you to: Volgyesi Dominika