I am beginning to think that I live in a house full of ghosts. They leave us alone, if we pretend not to know about them. Whenever, after a long mental persuading that something has to be done, we start a bit of activity, they start disrupting. One ghost is certainly living in our tractor….
Month: April 2020
A massive cry
After long four months, I gained a strength and decided to sort out things in the Peter’s study. I am still not ready to open the wardrobes where I feel the smell of perfumes that I gave to Peter from all the shirts, T-shirts and costumes. I have no strength, selfishly, to put the clothes…
Nice to meet you “Wapka”
I cannot come to terms with being widow. Neither with the fact, nor with the label. While filling forms, and there are many of them these days, I feel strange. I want to jump over it. It is not possible. In addition to this new role, I became a man in the household. Despite the…
Like a grain of sand in a mandala
„Mum, I do not want to be a good cook,” says my daughter Terka today. „What gave you that idea? “I ask. „I have taught you to do things well”. „Should I understand that you want to cook poorly or do not want to cook at all?” By the way, I am setting „a good…
In the shadow of the almond trees
„Bring the scissors”, I will cut your hair, said Peter. Terka is thrilled. Because she will have a shorter hair, exactly as she wished. Petr had always cut our girls’ hair. He started with our first born Anna, then continued with Klarka who’s hair turned blond like her father’s. Our third daughter Terka took cutting…
It gives me shivers!
I have always liked the sound of a typewriter. I loved my father’s grey typewriter Consul and looked forward a moment when my dad sits down and starts writing. I have never interfered with his writings, still, I hear the sound till these days. It has been long time since my father stopped writing. The…
FINISHER 2019
„There is no shame in falling down. True shame is to not stand up again“. Petr wrote this French saying on a small portrait photo and gave it to me once I was 16. Actually, I have it in my wallet until today. Old-fashion style when boy and girl exchanged portrait pictures. This is how…