In Memory of ChrisP
Finally I found the way I could sent you the words about me living here.

Today I was thinking of how I manage to be a mom. It's whole 3 months now and I feel much better now. Damn. Haven't been talking to you for a long while and feel awkwardly wordless. TV on, Max's with son and I should have this time which is mine for about 30 minutes. Damn again as I still don't have my thoughts to be shaped into text. Remember, I was 20 and shy, and so quiet. Well, I'm 30 and I thought it's all behind but here I am. Speechless as always. 

Well, yes I became a mom and now have all those whirl of feelings (can I say so??) described so vivid in belles-lettres. Today I was caught by the strong feeling of need-to-be-treated-as-a-beloved-woman thing. Humm. Sound tabloid-like. Or Sex in the City like but can't name it differently.

(a month later) This text was stored in draft folder for more than 30 days by now. Hope you don't mind me publishing it all the same though it seems to be the nonsens. But not for you, I'm sure. Let it be my memory of you, that's it. Hope you find time for reading it as I'm sure you still have lotta things to do out there.
Hugs,
Me.