21st century. The era of callousness. Some might say that I am an old sad woman. Old? Maybe, although I am in early 50s and rather going...

We all celebrate those special moments. Especially the 18th, 21st (not so popular in my country), then all the round ones – 30s, 40s etc....

My Holy Communion was in Poland, in 1976. Traditionally, the girls were wearing white, but unlike today, the whole ceremony was a fashion...

Despite all the crap happening around me, I was always trying to stay positive. Not that I was following some psychological advice. I did...

Something that I learned far to late, and that it is so important to know before you step into adulthood and its reality. As a teenager,...

Just a little note – yesterday I officially became 50 years old. Half a Century behind me. Time for reflections but also for new...

And here we are, in 2019. Closer and closer to my mile stone. This year, I decided, is going to be a year of many changes. For the first...