It’s amazing how the holidays can make us forget the hustle and bustle of everyday worries and tasks each evening! At home, there’s warmth and scent in the air, standing by the door waiting hopefully to catch a glimpse of Santa… It’s easy to forget how much these moments can leave their mark on the winter season. (: Today is such an adorable day—a little piece of childhood—as I watch my own little one! Dated: Dec 6, 2016

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…

Despite my many shoes, I somehow always manage to fit them all, and I’m not really tempted much by shoe stores. But every now and then, my eye catches something, and I feel like it exists just because of me! That happened with my latest hiking boots, and after the first few moments of melting into them post-delivery, it turned out something even better came with them: the box! Right before a week full of university consultations (including a short quiz and three pre-exams for a recommended grade…), what else could a mom do on a Sunday morning… … but turn a cardboard box into a car!!! All in line…

I like to celebrate every holiday properly, but Halloween holds a special place on our festive list: that’s when we celebrate my honey-haired child’s fourth birthday!!! When he was little, just six months old, Ruben pulled himself up on his feet in the crib (I was gasping for air, worried about his joints, knees, and spine… but he just stood there laughing, and that moment is forever etched in my memory). And today, he’s spelling out English words from a storybook for mommy. It’s an incredible, wonderful, and incomparable feeling when I think about the 4.5 years I’ve lived since he came into our world. Incredible and wonderful, breathtaking—just like…

Hello everyone, greetings again after a period like a sandstorm, which made me disappear for a bit. If anyone missed fresh posts, I’m filling this page now with one of my favorite topics: I touched on the subject of books when I started the blog, and given the role they’ve played in my life, they definitely deserve a dedicated journal page of their own. And here I am, ready to share with you my printed memories, the feel of hardcovers, the soft bindings, and the silent companions that have shaped my moods from childhood until today. They formed my thoughts, inspired me to act, understand, and accept. Thanks to them,…

Until now, I managed to resist the plants piled up at the entrances of every big store—plants that either burst with health or showed the first signs of giving up, convincing me that their place was definitely by my side. For one reason or another, I felt the need to live with some of them in the same space, nurturing their well-being or helping them regain it. And when it comes to new residents in our home, it’s not just me who has a say, but also my little golden-haired roommate, to whom I’m giving more and more space in managing our shared affairs. Planting is definitely one of those…

Mig tart Ru labadozasa, igyekszem ugy tartalmassa tenni a napokat, hogy ne jarjon fizikai faradtsaggal- nem egyszeru egy impulziv negyevessel. Belebotlottunk viszont könyvtarbol kifele jövet (a kovetkezo megosztassal a könyvtar gyerek szekciojat is megmutatom (: ) egy kortars kiallitasba, ami Rubent jobban magaval vitte, mint engem. A XXI. szazad kepzomuveszetben nem teljesen az en szazadom, de Rut annyira megfogta, hogy alig akart kijonni a galeriabol, es masnap visszament a papival egy ujrara! Mi mindennel tud meg meglepni ez a fiu…!  Dated: Sept 23, 2016

Rú found a childhood storybook that used to be one of the most frequently read books above the baby crib. Although none of the stories were familiar to him, we happily read through them—nostalgic for me, exciting for him because of the magic of something new. It was the perfect way to spend a lazy morning before we set off to explore our little town. (: Dated: Aug 28, 2018

We spent this year’s August 20th in Pest since we definitely wanted to visit my private students. After an above-average training session (my students were incredible yesterday—creative, instinctive, using good basics well, open to new things!), and a relaxed lunch, we decided to spend the afternoon resting in City Park (Városliget). While Rú was napping, I got to read for a few hours without any household chores interrupting me. It was uplifting. (: After he woke up, we rolled around a bit on the grass, fed the fish, and even managed to spend some time with Kriszti before the fireworks! We bumped into a few acquaintances and found ourselves right…

Perhaps you’ve already noticed, dear reader, that I hold history, art, and literature in high regard—and luckily, I’ve been able to share this passion with Ruben as well. I love the 21st century: I’m amazed by progress, the possibilities, the internet, and how anything we want is just a click away. I enjoy the freedom to learn whatever I want; the equality (yes, even the right to vote, which today means something a bit different, but there was a time when women would have fought fiercely for it); the opportunity to travel; the ability to live according to a faith you truly believe in, not one you inherited. That if…