I lived in a Hungarian village for about the first half of my life; then spent five years in a larger city attending college before moving to New York. I loved my town while I was very young – the freedom we had, roaming in the countryside, was priceless. I was not a big fan as a teen and as a young adult. It was a love and hate relationship. Spending some time in my hometown twice a year the past decade, made me love it again, in my 40ies.
Along with many other things, I learned to appreciate my village. I am done longing for new, experienced the lively, crazy city life, my thirst was satisfied. I also started to see the value and charm of the countryside that could be easily missed when taken for granted. Back then, it didn’t seem remarkable, today I look back, and everything is illuminated.
Not knowing how life will unfold in the next couple of months, I am holding back on planning my usual summer trip to visit my family overseas. The pause in planning made me think of the things I look forward to every year. Is this another reminder not to take anything for granted? Perhaps. And it is a good reminder.
❤️ Here are some of my favorite things I may be missing this summer: ❤️
- My parents, Dad’s cooking, and Mom’s neverending patience
- My sister’s warm welcome
- All my nieces and nephews – the bi-yearly in-person reports
- Family gatherings with tasty foods and plenty laughs
- The chance to see my 93-year-old Grandma
- The opportunity to spend time with my goddaughter
- Seeing childhood friends, and the rowing trip we take down the river, every summer – my favorite kind of quarantine
- Rozi, the sweetest Bernese cattle dog I know
- The smell of the air in the countryside
- The silence that sometimes keeps me up at night
Use this temporary pause to reflect on some of the great gifts you have in your life!
Our Story | Neverending Brunches
They happened on the weekends. We would appear in our dining nook, one by one, a bit late for breakfast and way too early for lunch. Four sisters, growing up in a small village in the countryside of Hungary, in the early 80ies. We had no idea that we were brunching….