Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Surviving my birthday

A few days back I had my birthday. On the exact day of the anniversary of my birth we had a party. An actual cake and and jello and sweets and party-hats party. I had such a party once before when I was six. but this time the celebration was different. We were celebrating life in general, there was joy and love and companionship. It was a special birthday.
Less than a year ago I met my mother. I believe that whatever doesn't suit you in life, you have the divine right to change it, replace it, burn it even. I have changed religion, countries, political parties. I also experimented with my hair-color but decided that my natural color IS a keeper (at least for now!). We have the obligation to form our life to suit us, to be the optimum environment for a happy life, even if sometimes the change comes through pain cuz the old has to make way for the new. So, I have known for a while that my birth mother is not my real mother. She never was. Its not a matter of whether she is a good mother or not, I am too biased to say. But I never looked to replace her, it was not a priority. I though that people can live without mothers. But it turns out having one is a very good idea! Biology knows her stuff, she knows and now I do too, that for the healthy development of a person you have to have a mother. I guess I don't have to explain how mothers are wonderful, most of you probably already know and that is why everybody makes such a big deal out of mother's day. And anyway I am just figuring thing it out now. How to have a mother, how to be a daughter... Its not simple but it's joyous. So my mother, who just got herself a new shiny daughter, wanted to celebrate her. To feel how a girly bday party is. And my mom is wonderful at that, making her wishes true. So there I was, 28yo wearing a birthday hat, blowing out 28 candles, listening to a fairy-tale dedicated to me with a few other adult-children, clowns and fairies! can u imagine? I was there and I can't believe it. 
There are so much more I can say about the day. How it was important to me because I also turned in my thesis, how I love my life cuz my husband is my life, my shiny candle in times of darkness. I can and should mention how the fairies and the clowns are amazing και ανεπαναληπτοι, and they too survived my birthday AND the fairy-tale. Of course it goes without say that my mom baked all the sweets and they were dreamy. But I wont go into that. Because birthday is all about the mother, the daughter and life.

The fairy-daughter

Thursday, May 17, 2012


Surviving is one of our intuitive skills. Finding the way out of a forest, running as fast as we can from a hungry beast (aka boss) is embedded deep in our innermost thoughts. It's actually neither a skill or a talent. Its what we are built to do: survive and create offsprings, Genetic copies of us.Trust me I am a biologist, I know.
And in just three lines I have summarized my life for the past months. I have been surviving, trying to become a biologist and learning how to be an off spring. But all that has ended now. It actually ended on May, 14 (which coincidentally is my birthday, if you believe in such a trivial concept as coincidence).
Now I am in one piece, have learned from experience (is there any other way to learn???) and ready to share (cuz if you dont share it, it doesn't count.)
Therefore, I am back and preparing  a couple of surviving workshops/posts, full with tools tips and such.

So good morning new day, good morning new year..... I don't know what challenges you have prepared for me but I am here waiting to make the best out of them

Keep smiling hangers

Yours trully
The sunbathed Interruptor