I love to cook, to write in Polish, have real conversations with interesting people, edit , create, be creative, to have their own virtual space no matter where life takes. Like Blogging Polish, more and more like it, but ... started it all: A. due to her husband because her husband B, C because of her husband, D. .. etc.
Each blog has an idea that started it, sometimes a cliché statement, "we all have to try me too." Sometimes a great plan to conquer half the universe. Sometimes, crazy fun. Sometimes a business idea. In my case, the beginning of everything is the popularity and fame of my husband: But not so popular as you think, or do not earn much, nor is the star of, is only popular in its industry, and well-known experts in topics that occupies. But it is enough to constantly giving interviews on radio and television of the country of origin of the (far from the Polish), flying to Europe back and forth, and above all, a continuous cloud of being surrounded by enthusiastic fans. Which is a lot of fans is feminine, more or less the younger, smarter, more popular and more beautiful than me: / I'm only as a normal man and woman ...
Therefore, on my blog just blew it and so do. But it is a little tiring: / Maybe it's the next day step for me to notice something that destroys the joy in my life. Since I am writing this blog in Polish, more and more I like it, and increasingly I'm fairly enforced, invisible "regulations". I dream of a peaceful life with my husband. I dream of a healthy, warm home, children, genuine friendship, being a real man. This blog is changing, and saves me ...
I have no plans, but maybe I can find it here as I continue to write. And be yourself, first and foremost. What will help me pretend I'm someone who does not? Being together is not popular, and never "catch up" TV presenters młodziutkich she meets her husband. The only difference in the lives we are all free. And if someone I would not have appreciated for what I am it would be absurd, right? This year the tenth anniversary of our marriage. Others probably after 10 years are in their own home the proverbial seven children and a Mercedes in the garage. And we? Chaos and crazy ideas. I really love my husband and I admire very much success in his work. But I do not want to be 'someone's wife, "I want to be me and only me.
[images Jan Vermeer, Claude Monet are to the Wikimedia: a , 2 ]
0 comments:
Post a Comment