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About a week ago I started talking to one of my old friend’s. We started working together over 20 years ago, and the next 10 continued to work together on and off. Naturally, we started catching up, a lot have changed in 10 years that we lost contact. Yesterday he asked me a question: “ I guess what I'm asking is do you remember when you were really content and happy ?” I could not answer that question right away, it made me think. Life is never the same, there are always ups and downs, but when was I really really happy? When I was a small kid, all I needed was ice-cream or some bubble gum and I was happy, then as I was getting older, simple ice-cream was no longer the giver of happiness. I was happy for a while when I found out that we will be migrating to USA. Growing up in the Soviet country with Jewish parents, I was expected to marry and have children, and I was under the impression that it will bring me everlasting happiness. When I married my Jewish prince, I put ...

I was talking to my parents yesterday, my mother asked me where my son was. That was one of the instances where I knew where he was, so I replied he is at Best Buy. Next question came little unexpected, what is he getting? I have no idea. He no longer needs to ask my permission to go somewhere, or buy things.  That made me think that my parents never started seeing me as a grown up, they still consider me a child, who does not know any better. That realization actually was really upsetting. They never asked for my opinion for anything, and that hurt.   Also Vik and I was playing a game Heroes Might & Magic, well, we just started, I don’t usually play games, and that particular game is very pretty, but very confusing for me, so I was just asking him many questions and watching him play. So I when my dad called me on Skype I told him what we were doing. They started calling us children once again. But if you think about it, how is playing a strategy gam...

I had a rather interesting experience over the last weekend. About a year ago I was contacted on the modeling website to be part of the movie. The movie called “bounty hunter war”, okay I knew it was  a low budget movie, but I agree to be a part of it anyways. It was an interesting concept,  so to make a long story short, last month I got a call with the dates when shooting of the movie will be going on. I was told that I will be shooting for 2 days, over the weekend since I work during the week. Last time I saw the producer and we were discussing the wardrobe he wanted me to wear a wedding dress. I had few problems with that dress. For one It was really fugly, he said that he was going to redo it, but when the time came….no such luck. I simply refused to be seen in it, I did  not even wear a wedding dress for my own wedding, so why would I even consider wearing one for the shoot. I can almost understand if that dress was pretty….so I started brain...

Every parents dream is for their child to have a better life than what they had. Parents are teaching their children what they know, the way it was presented to them by their parents. When child grows up he or she may take parent’s lifestyle or something totally different, if they have conflicts with parents or just don’t agree with parental lifestyle. I spend a wonderful weekend with my husband and my friend, and then when I was able to turn my phone on I was bombarded with voice mails from my mother in-law. She is suffering from paranoia and is sure that she knows some very important secret and she is a keeper of that secret. If she will leave her house someone will kill her and then kill all of us, so she feels that she is protecting us. She sees danger in everything and it gets to the point where it is distractive. She drove crazy my parents, my son, and her sister with her husband. My husband was less than amused when he had to deal with it. That made me think. I took ...

Love is like a bird. You can't keep it locked up in the cage, even if it is a golden one, and when you hold the bird in your hand, you need to give it some room to breathe, otherwise the bird will suffocate. It's about holding on tight, but not too tight. How hard or how easy is it to see this fine line? There are different types of love. First love, love between partners, parental love, love between siblings, love towards things. Today I want to talk about parental love. Parenting does not come with an instruction manual. It would be just too easy if it did. Why do people have kids? I had my son when I was 22, I married when I was 18, and we decided to live few years for ourselves, then have a kid. At some point in my life the desire taken me over so completely, that I was looking at every baby, and every pregnant woman with gooey eyes and counting days till I am ovulating, till we can make a baby. Desire has nothing to do with reasoning. So what was the reason for wanti...

I eat my two peaches for lunch yesterday, and then hiccups started. I can't just sit at my desk and suffer it all by myself, I call my husband. I leave him a funny voice mail, and get one in return, and he is laughing his ass off. I call him, he is laughing. He tells me, try to drink some water, see if it will help, I do so, with no result. He says “oh I just need to scare you, BOOOOO”, no I am still hiccupping. Then he starts telling about a girl he was talking to on OkCupid. Still hiccuping in the background. Ok, I was the first one to create a profile there, I just needed someone to talk to, and I just wanted communication. I like talking to different people about sex, about life, etc. So he tells me that he was talking to this girl, and she sounded interested in him, and if I don't mind if they met for sex. Sharp intake of breath clears all the hiccups instantly. "No, I don't mind at all" - I manage to say. I am sitting with a phone to my ear, able to br...

Every friendship is a relationship. The word “Friend” – it says so much and so little. We use this word so freely, sometimes we say “friend” when we talk about someone we just met, because you can't introduce some one as “here meet Bob, he is my acquaintance”  it sounds so much better when you say “Meet my friend Bob”.  When does a person cross the line going from an acquaintance to a friend?  I don't think anyone can answer that question. I do know that once you start talking about something that makes you feel vulnerable than a person gets a “Friend” status, because you will just not be talking about personal things with someone you just met. But then again, it is always easier to spill your soul to someone you don’t know and will never meet, then someone close, because you are afraid of being judged. And the older you get the harder it is to make friends.  When my husband turns on one of his games and the screen reads “You have no friends” it looks so sad. A...