Late summer, early autumn

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!

Hello, Autumn! Hello, new feelings!

Since the weather cooled down while we were in Tihany, I’ve felt autumn in the air—a change that surpasses the turning of any other season. It marks the closing of freedom, of summer, of another version of myself, and the beginning of a constructive, fulfilling, and promising new period.

My second job is starting up again (which I wasn’t willing to touch over the summer, but now the thought almost calls me), I’ve enrolled in my new semester courses, and this morning I packed all the necessary and unnecessary things into Rú’s kindergarten locker to calm myself down.

Speaking of kindergarten and my golden-haired boy—this morning, before the alarm even went off, he woke me up joyfully by jumping on the bed with both feet, celebrating the start of the school year. I’m sure he enjoyed the summer, but no matter… I’m not exactly his age or his little-boy buddy, and I have to admit the hardest truth: he needs his friends more now than he needs me.

But before we completely washed the scent of summer from our hair and shyly greeted autumn, we needed an afternoon that was just ours—just the two of us—to spend playing, dipping our feet in the water, and making art… in Budapest! Before I felt obligated to this ancient city, before I saw its dusty, sunny, green, and stone history as work or study, I had to just be a mom in it for a little while longer and say goodbye to this beautiful summer.

So, hello summer, goodbye forever. Thank you for what you gave me and for letting me share it with this amazing boy in my life—my family.