As I promised

Yes, I promised to write something today but I forgot what I wanted to write. As I said , yesterday was me and my father's name day. I used to hate my middle name (that's why few people -close friends and ex classmates- know that I have two names).  My parents wanted so much a son that when I was born as the second daughter they decided to name me after my father. Every year on 7th January we used to celebrate me and my father's name day. We used to have a party and my father was so happy... while I was hiding my middle name.
Nothing will be the same without my father. Yesterday was the first time when 7th January was a sad day and we didn't celebrate. Now I'm proud that I was named after my father.
Anyway... I got some roses...

Today,as the sun was shinning, we took a walk in the park.

I'll write something tomorrow

Today ...today used to be my and my father's name day. Now is just my name day...

Trick me ...or die trying!

Oh, how I hate / love when people are trying to trick me just because I'm  blond! You think blond means dumb? No,no,no! In my case blond means "undercover brunette". So, go on, trick me... if you can!

I wish...

Nothing! I have nothing to wish for.
I've lost my father, my job, my inspiration and my hope. So this Christmas I wish... NOTHING.

Have a very merry Christmas!

My babies

A couple of years ago they were like this:  (can you see those 3 red circles?)

Now they are looking like this (same aquarium):

Today is my dad's birthday

He sees his 57th anniversary from heaven.


This year I won't write a letter to Santa. Instead I'll write a letter to my dad (although you,dad, were always our Santa). I want to write all those things I couldn't say to you face to face because I didn't have the courage. Now I  feel so bad about that.
Dear dad, I am sorry for all those times when I made you sad or mad, for all those times when I disappointed you, I am sorry for all those bad words I said, I am sorry for being a selfish daughter but most of all I am sorry for not telling you how much I love you. I am sorry for that year we didn't speak. I never thought you'll leave so soon and that we have so little time to spend together.
I hope you can forgive me.

Dad, I will always love you!

My bio Christmas tree

Save the forest! Plant a tree!
Since I was very little we had this tradition -  no Christmas without a Christmas tree.
This year we have a Christmas tree in a pot. He is short but brave and pungent! After New Years Eve, in March probably he will be moved and planted next to my father`s grave.
He proudly wears a pair of angel wings - symbolizing my father.

This is for you, dad! We miss you!

My new buddy

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