No standards for the freedom of heart
Living in a world full of standards, patterns and canons, being yourself and being happy in a different way might even sound crazy sometimes. But is it worth it being…
Picking fruits and picking hearts
There’s a very precious memory from my childhood that always comes to my mind during this time of the year – the one of fruit and vegetable picking, in my…
The beauty of simplicity. Back to our roots
When I was working as a journalist, I had written a story with an old woman, living all alone in an ancient mountain village. Many years passed ever since, but…
My very Special Stories. First year of love
Special Stories officially turns 1 year old today. And for the last two weeks I kept on thinking how I should write this text, for our first anniversary together, I…
#coronastories Celebrations in lockdown. Five episodes about huge power of love
I’m definitely a people person. I love having good people around, hugging, holding hands, sharing. I love the feeling of being together. Cooking with love for my dearest. Doing things…
Easter is always magical! Just look carefully into your heart!
“Now we can make the eggs”. I’m a child and this is the phrase I expected the most. In my childhood, Easter eggs were painted naturally – boiled with onion…
#coronastories – How we live these times, what we learn, how we change
Mirela, one of those special people I had written about, gave me a very good idea. “You have to write during these times, you have to write a lot”, she…
The heart tied with “Martisor” string
I’m 6 years old, it’s my last spring before going to school. I’m in the village of my grandparents, happy to stay there as much as I want – times…
The magic of December. The magic of love
Daddy run, ruuuuuun. I’m just few years old, Daddy took the old sleigh out of the attic and we are both running. Daddy wears a fur hat – the famous…
The day heart starts wearing a pair of red shoes
I don’t think there is a woman in the whole world who doesn’t have a story with red shoes. And I don’t know if mine is special, in any way.…