This Post went up on my second blog and I would like to share with some of you who doesn’t follow that here:
I know what does it mean and some how I have over come! My first month after marriage started by saying good bye to my country, family and friends. Although I am so happy to experience the world, languages and cultures, I feel something which is hard to define.I just know how to cure them. The firs step is not to suppress that.
Now you are in the stage to be a doctor for your memories and emotions. It doesn’t matter how much you hate the home or even how much you are enthusiastic to adventure; The matter is that the inside pieces strengthen as you get further.
Secondly, take something with you:
What is more fun; the part reminds you the best days. I always have mine. It is a moon as you see. My mom bought me a Barbie who was laid on that when I was nine; we lived in the south in Iran, in Abadan. After eight years of military conflict between Iran and Iraq, the city was a whole mess. Infection, illness, lacking of essential products and so many more… Having a Barbie was a paradise in the hell. I remember it was really expensive… Any way, it reminds me, family, childhood dreams and love.
My husband takes his mocks! So fantasy and in the same time his love to American classic cars, especially those which are from 70th decade!
Keep in touch:
these days a free phone call by smart phones is way easier than calling for pizza delivery at your door. so do that!
These easy simple steps are on top of what I do based on my experience to be happy and overcome all horrible emotions caused by distance.
Hey, today was a good day. I started by visiting one of my kind friends and continued by having luch with my husband; shopping, fun, walked my dog, cleaning the apartment and no cooking!
I love doing creative things but cooking has become a part of worries! Every few hours I should think about the next meal and that’s frustrating!
Sometimes I have no more ideas, I kike to sit and cry! Why there is no more idea for cooking!
I’m so sad. Feelings like being insecure and no way to start and go to the end. We are always moving in a new place. As a child, because of my dad’s job we lived in different places. It irritated me so much. I loved my friends and school; neighbors and my room. I always wished to stay and never change the things. Surprisingly, my life after marriage is the same because of my husband’ s job. In some points it sounds a perfect lifestyle to see several cities and countries; to know more about others, cultures, learning a new language or even try delicious foods. Nevertheless, what I need most is “to have a permanent home”; no matter if we travel a lot, the matter is I want to have a permanent book shelves, shower, bed and a corner to keep my cute memorable priceless collection of everything. From photos to handmade hats! I am tired of losing my stuff, of leaving them at relatives’ cabinet, of forgetting thousands of details which disappear in terrible unorganized status… :((
Whish to know the last or at least a permanent destination for a while in 2014.
Nothing is more exciting than a delicious breakfast to start a day.
Part1: Finally, I got back here to Caracas and started living as usual however I feel happier; Honestly, the trip was such an intensive, many people to visit, families, friend of mine and my husband therefore it could not be what was expected. my blog life has stopped during , because in Iran the wordpress is censored which is needed to use vpn or other staff to update status in addition to the really low internet speed.
Part2: I feel much better now; i mean less sorrow.
Part3: These are what I am doing these days:
a.Two books to finish one in Persian by SharParsipurnush and the other one in English ” About a girl” by “Lindsey kelk“.
b. Reviewing the drawing techniques and skills from the first.
c. to register a one year course ( we are figuring out which).
d. preparing for my husband’s birthday.
Pineapple, Spinach, ice, water and celery; rich in Iron, Anti-Oxidant and Vitamin C.
It was so weird to me, but now I can understand her feeling and reasons about the way she plays with her dolls.
She started by biting them and took out the hard, external, bright objects such as eyes and nose. I read that it is caused because of her natural hunting instinct.
However I am still amazed by her behavior.