September, September, sweet September…
This autumn, I find myself swinging between two feelings. One part of me still longs for the summer months—the vibrant life, the exceptional moments I was lucky to experience (moments I find hard to let go of). Conversations, moods, feelings that still hold me a little, and maybe I hold on to them too, because their closeness still feels good.
At the same time, my always-returning autumn side is taking shape—the one that simply adores September… The cool mornings; the soft music playing while Ru and I linger in our pajamas in the sunny living room before school; the hearty breakfasts that start our day; the cozy sweaters and the rich coffee I savor on my favorite terrace. This month has a magic of its own—it means the warmth of home to me. A fragrant book, chocolate-flavored afternoon light filtering through the trees in the park, bare feet tucked up on the couch.
Dinner shared on the balcony with my son, scented candles flickering among the glasses on the table, early, long bedtime stories under the gentle glow of many dim lamps in the bedroom. And hot coffee with sweet cream foam; drizzled with chocolate sauce; black with a hint of orange; or warmed with hot milk spiced with nutmeg, cinnamon, and cloves…
Dated: Sept. 16, 2019
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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!
