A long day, starting with a good breakfast!

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!

I won’t be able to write too much—I can barely stand. We got up early, which actually worked in my favor because today was the deadline to submit my final paper for the hospital internship. It had to be handed in as a physical copy at the department (don’t ask me why there wasn’t a digital option in the 21st century). Since I was already up, I also squeezed in a workout I’d been putting off for a long time.

I had been looking forward to this day because I had taken Ruben out of kindergarten for the day so we could spend this Friday together—just like old times, just the two of us. But now, after five hours of waking up early, I feel it in my bones. You can imagine how, after a few hours of exercise, I felt like a sleepwalker standing under the shower in the afternoon.

Hats off to Ruben—he stuck with me through school, sat through my workout while solving puzzles and playing games, and even tolerated a mini shopping trip for some new summer clothes.

What I was really looking forward to, though, was compensating for the early wake-up and long travel with a delicious breakfast. Not far from the university, there’s a cozy little place where we sat down with my golden-haired boy and enjoyed breakfast while chatting, reminiscing, planning, and mostly sipping hot chocolate and coffee…