The memories stay

Last week my parents made a quick day trip to my mum’s hometown. This was the city she grew up. From her memories of growing up to the place from where she got married, from the place my brother was born to the place she took us to during vacations, this city and house had … More The memories stay

What do I write?

I know I talk about this often but the question stays. What do I write? Personal stories are too much information. Travel stories seem like a dream from the past. For facts, Google is the boss. I don’t cook so I don’t have recipes to share. This is not a fashion blog and I am … More What do I write?