This is my challenge, this is the reality I face each and every day, this is the cross I have to bear…

I left Romania, young and in love, hoping and dreaming. I left behind a wonderful country with springs of magic nectar, forests of green wonders and people with hearts of gold. I left my job behind, my friends who still play their guitars at night, under the stars, in the light of a camp fire… I left my family behind, and God, how this puts me down on my knees every once in a while.

I left all behind and I lost everything. Even the dream that lead my steps on this path. And the real challenge was… to learn new words, to adapt to a new way of life: colder, with no guitars under the stars… I had to face that challenge alone. Suddenly a world faded away and another stretched in front of my eyes…

I live in a country of green forests, smooth valleys and hills rich with the treasures of Dionysus. I live by the Mosel river and I enjoy the wonders of the nature, which embrace my senses from dawn till dusk. I live here and I long for the taste of the Romanian wine, I long for my friends and their guitars, and all I have to do is dream.

This entry is my answer to the writing project started by Yvonne Russell at Grow Your Writing Business and Laura Spencer at Writing Thoughts.


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