Small Town Life in Canada vs Romania!

Life during the daytime hours has been pretty low key. Chores in the morning, which consist of feeding the animals and preparing breakfast. Afternoon is full of tv watching, napping, internet roaming and conversing with the neighbours or family members around. Not much to do in a small town, especially in the colder months. Having no mode of transportation limits you as to what you can do and where you can go. When it is warmer outside there is a lot more you can do. Things like gardening and doing repairs and renovations on the house or in the yard.

Small town night life in Hunedoara-Timisana is also pretty low key. As I experienced when living in the small town of Qu’Appelle, most people stay home and watch TV, or they meet for coffee at the local shop. Just like in the small town of Qu’Appelle or many other small towns out there, you have the regular group of people who meet for coffee every day or night to discuss small town gossip. Here in Romania the local shop is also licensed to sell alcohol, so if that is your fancy you can have a whisky on the rocks or a beer. In the building attached to the shop, people gather to play cards. There is a side patio where you can sit at the tables but the rest prefer to gather on the sidewalk outside of the shop to chat and drink their acquired drink.

I have to admit, I don’t know if this is the “small town girl” in me, but I actually enjoy the nights I accompany my brother to the shop. I mostly stay quiet and sip my beer, but from what I can understand I find the conversations quite amusing. They talk politics, laugh at each other and yes there is still the nasty small town gossip. For the most part they keep it pretty peaceful.

In Romania, life is poor for the people who live in the small towns that surround the cities. Very rare do the big city folk step outside of their comfort zone, and go into the small villages. Some people believe that it is a sign of ignorance that the city people choose to ignore the poverty that takes place in the small villages surrounding. In Ceausescu’s day everyone cared about each other and considered everyone as equals. Now we are blind to the poor and helpless person beside us. The small village people are poor but they get by with what they have and it keeps them busy and happy. Taking the time to stay here in this small village has really shown me that money cannot buy happiness. It is those you choose to surround yourself with that gives you happiness.

PS. Mom got her new washer today! Thanks for the generous donations thus far! While walking with her to fetch bottles of pig food I noticed a wagon would come in handy for her. She uses a two wheeled bicycle with flat tires. It is hard on roads made of chopped pieces of rocks. Perhaps with your generous help we can get her one along with a new mattress, warm clothing and food to last her a while.

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Thanks again!

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Trip to Timişoara, Romania!

Today, I had the privilege of going to Timişoara, Romania. Timişoara is 73KM from where I was born and 44KM from where I was located in the hospital. This is where my father and a few other fellow Canadians went to sign papers and go through the legal court proceedings. It was a privilege to not only stand where my father stood 24 years ago but to also see the historical spots of the Revolution of 1989. The wonderful lawyer, Florin, who is assisting me in getting my Romanian Citizenship, showed me around Timişoara. He was a great personal tour guide, with a lot of knowledge. So thoughtful of him and his friend to think of me as they made the trip to Timişoara. SO fortunate to of made this connection. Truly a genuine human being. He does so much for my family and the little people in Romania that he is truly a Saint.

Here are some photos from today!

ENTRANCE TO THE COURTHOUSE WHERE MY FATHER WENT TO GET MY ADOPTION APPROVED IN 1990.

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THE COURTHOUSE WHERE MY FATHER WENT TO GET MY ADOPTION LEGALIZED.

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ANOTHER ANGLE OF THE COURTHOUSE.

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THE ROOM WHERE MY FATHER STOOD IS AT THE END OF THE BUILDING.

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TITLE OF THE COURT

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THE NAME OF THE STREET HAS THE LAST NAME OF VLAD THE IMPALER, AKA DRACULA FROM THE BRAM STOKER STORY. THE ROMANIANS SAY THE LAWYERS IN THE GOVERNMENT IS FULL OF VAMPIRES, other than Florin and his Friend. SO IT IS FUNNY, THE STREET THAT THE COURTHOUSE IS ON IS NAMED TEPES, WHICH IS DRACULA’S LAST NAME.

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REVOLUTION SQUARE. WHERE THE 1989 REVOLUTION WAR BROKE OUT IN TIMISOARA, ROMANIA.IMG_2278

THE OPERA HOUSE ACROSS FROM THE REVOLUTION SQUARE. 1989 REVOLUTION.

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FOUNTAIN IN REVOLUTION SQUARE. MY FATHER HAS A PHOTO OF MY FRIEND GHEORGHE’S MOTHER TRISH, SITTING ON THE LEDGE OF THE FOUNTAIN.

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KING FERDINAND – THE FIRST KING OF ROMANIA.

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THE BULLET HOLES FROM THE 1989 REVOLUTION.

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THIS IS THE ORTHODOX CHURCH ACROSS FROM THE REVOLUTION SQUARE. SO MANY PEOPLE RAN TO THIS CHURCH THE DAY THE REVOLUTION BROKE OUT. AS THEY RAN TO THE CHURCH TO TAKE COVER THE MILITARY SHOT THEM. THEIR BLOOD DRAINED DOWN THE CHURCH STEPS AS THEY WERE ALL SHUT OUT.

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INSIDE THE BEAUTIFUL CHURCH!

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THE STORY BEHIND THIS BEAUTIFUL STATUE IS OF REMUS AND ROMULUS. BEFORE ANCIENT ROME WAS CONSTRUCTED, A WOLF FOUND THESE TWO BABY BOYS AND GAVE THEM MILK FROM IT’S OWN TIT. THESE BOYS GREW TO CREATE THE ROMAN EMPIRE WHICH THEN DEVELOPED THE COUNTRY OF ROMANIA.

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THE BEAUTIFUL ARCHITECTURE OF THE BUILDINGS IN REVOLUTION SQUARE! SOME HAVE BULLET HOLES FROM 1989 AND HAVE NOT BEEN REPAIRED.

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THIS IS WHERE THE 1989 REVOLUTION STARTED. IN THIS PROTESTANT CHURCH!

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CATHOLIC CHURCH, ORTHODOX CHURCH AND LAST PHOTO IS OF THE JEWISH SYNAGOGUE NEXT TO THE ORTHODOX CHURCH.

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BEAUTIFUL ARCHITECTURE IN OLD TIMISOARA! ALL THE PHOTOS ARE BUILDINGS OF OLD TIMISOARA!

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ANCIENT ROMAN RUIN!

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THIS IS WHAT HUNEDOARA-TIMISANA AND THE WESTERN COUNTRY SIDE LOOKS LIKE. THERE ARE MOUNTAINS IN ROMANIA BUT THIS IS THE AREA WHERE I WAS BORN AND WHERE MY MOTHER LIVES. VERY FLAT AND BARE! LOTS OF AGRICULTURAL LAND!

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Life Is A Battle To Be Enjoyed

I felt a bit defeated after yesterday’s news from the lawyer. I was hoping to stay in Ireland and work, but I need a work visa or European Union status to do so. I am in the process of getting my European Status but it will take some time, perhaps a year. People have asked if I could work under the table but I cannot because I am only allowed to stay in Ireland for 3 months before they come looking for me. The bright side is, it is only one year and I will be back to see my mother. I need to stop worrying about the future and start enjoying the time I have with my mother. We are all allowed to have one bad day out of a few amazing days, it is only normal. I woke up this morning, sucked it up and put on my big girl panties, and then did some laundry. Now I go to mom’s to drink some Tuica and eat some of my mother’s delicious food. I will enjoy the time I have with her and not worry because I only have 38 days left before I go again.

If you can understand the thought of being separated from her again is terrifying. I have lost her for 25 years of my life, and yes, I know one year is better than another 25 years. It is still time lost. Anything can happen within this next year, and I would hate to never see her again. Thank you to those who have donated because this allows her to keep warm for the winter and survive a little longer so I can come back and see her.

She told me yesterday that she cannot believe that it is me. I asked her why and what she meant by this, and she replied, “Because you are sent from god. You have helped me so much and I cannot believe it is my baby girl who has come back. Not only did you give me the happiness of seeing you again but you have given me things to survive.” This was not only my help, but the help from all those who have been inspired by her story. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. It does ease my mind knowing that she will be warm this winter. I hope to go pick out a new mattress for her in the next week and have it delivered for Christmas. It is our Christmas gift to her, so thank you. She sleeps on a wooden frame with a very worn out mattress. Her back hurts all the time and she continues to work hard to keep her house warm and food on the table. We do not have very good backs in our family to begin with so you can imagine that it is not an ideal sleeping arrangement.

She is so blessed to have so many people care for her as my siblings and I do. She has a giant heart, and if she had the chance she would thank each of you individually for helping her. She is so humbled to accept the donations but she knows that it is for the right reasons. It is not for frivolous spending, it is for necessities to help keep her and my other siblings healthy. She is so overwhelmed that we have all helped her so much. I am humbled when she calls me a miracle from God.

As my favourite quote goes, “Life is a battle to be enjoyed.” It is meant to throw spears in your direction, and if you are quick enough you can dodge them or heal the wounds with time.

Always a Silver Lining to Every Story

I received good news and bad news today from the lawyer about my Romanian Citizenship. It is possible for me to get my Romanian Citizenship back, but it will not be in the next two months. This means I will not be able to stay in Ireland and work come January, and I will have to return to Canada for a few months so I can “get my ducks in a row”. I will return to Canada in January to live with my Mom in Saskatchewan so I can work and save money. Then I will come back and do more to help my mom in Romania. She does not have very much help here in Romania.

The new plan is to return to Canada and work until my Romanian citizenship goes through. It is my only option at this point. I guess regaining my Romanian status is harder than I thought it would be. The process is very slow in this country. This gives me an opportunity to go back to Saskatchewan to spend time with my family in Canada. I can work to pay off my bank loan and save money for a better future for my mother here in Romania. It does put me to tears thinking about leaving her in the state she is currently in, but so far the generous donations have made it possible for her to make it through the winter.

My goal is to move her into a house in Şagu, which is in the next town over from Hunedoara-Timişana. There, she will have shops, transport to and from Arad, and a fully functional house. I will probably stay with her for a while to continue to help. I have already seen an improvement in her life since I have been here. Thank you to those who continue to show support and have donated to my campaign to give her a better life. A new house is around €50,000.00 – €70,000.00 brand new, this is $72,000.00 Canadian Dollars to $100,000.00 Canadian Dollars. It is easier said than done but with enough hard work and with enough generous people in the world we can make this happen for her.

I choose to give back to my mom in Romania after I heard the story of how my father tried to kill me and caused an enormous amount of harm to my mother. My evil biological father tried to kill me while I was in her stomach by beating her, throwing her to the ground, kicking and punching my mother. He did this to many of us children, but with my mother’s strength and perseverance we all survived. I want to give her my support because she does not have the financial resources here in Romania like we do in Canada and other places in the world. Things like money from the government. It is very much “fend for yourself” in this country. It is so nice to see so many people coming forward to say how inspired they are by mom’s story.

As I say, I was taken so I could get a good education and come back and change her life. With the help of all you readers I am able to do so. Thank you once again on behalf of my family for your generosity towards our mother. She deserves this after the struggles she has faced. I have never heard a story like this and it is my own mother’s. I do not mean to be biased about my mother’s story. There are so many people in this world who struggle every day. I just am speaking from what I know and see.

I have watched my mom throw pig poop over a fence at least two meters high, only standing at 5 Feet herself. I have witnessed her strength in chopping wood to make a fire to keep her house warm. Every morning she takes her goats to the field to eat and then proceeds to feed the pigs, regardless of being sick or not. She is a strong woman who inspires me to work hard and not to take things for granted, like a hot shower, a working toilet, laundry machine, central heating and food on my table. I hope to return to Canada with the inspiration from her and work hard to return to her later in the year. I would like to see her have an easier future as you would your own mother. She has many health problems caused from the hard life she has faced, not eating, worrying, sleeping on the streets in the cold winter and the beatings she faced from our father.

Again I appreciate the kindness people have shown towards my mother. Most of you are mothers yourself and you cannot imagine having to go through what my mother did with six out of 11 children to keep sheltered and fed. It was not easy for her and she continues to struggle. She is not exactly in the same spot as she was fifteen years ago, but it is still not an ideal lifestyle. As I said in previous posts, it only takes $2.00 or €1.00 to help make a difference. You can post anonymously, and without the use of a credit card. Today I was able to buy her a fridge full of groceries and enough wood to last her the winter because of the kind donations that have been given. You are amazing people who keep on giving. I am so happy to share this story with you and I will continue to do so.

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Once we returned from Arad, and our meeting with the lawyer, I watched my mother make cabbage rolls. Here are a few photos from today!

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Traditions of Romania!

The food in Romania in fantastic! My mom makes such wonderful food with very little additives. Everything is made up of all natural products like straight potatoes and carrots with no salt needed. She uses vegetable oil and some vegetable flavouring and it makes it superb. I love when she makes me potatoes with carrots. She makes them perfect! I have the Romanian taste pallet so the food is perfect!

I find it funny that as a child I would prefer having cans of ravioli pasta or puritan stew over a bowl of cereal. Here in Romania I have potatoes and carrots or stew for breakfast!

It makes me laugh when my mom gives me my plate of food. She goes out of her way to make it look pretty because she knows I have been sharing photos. She will give the plate to me and say, “now you can take a picture”. She is so happy to share her food creations.

Here are some photos of her tasty creations!

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The music in Romania is a mix of Spanish and Middle Eastern flavour. It explains my odd phase of interest in the Middle East. The music just spoke to me! I have that natural free spirit that loves to just dance like no one is watching. I love to spin around, roll my shoulders, flick my wrist and swirl my arms like a free gipsy girl! I am true Romanian. Here is a great example of a few Romanian songs. See if you get the same vibe!

This is an example of todays age music.

This is an example of traditional Romanian music.

Enjoy!

Short Story of Teodora Buzatu

I say short because Teodora was not with my mother for more than a few minutes of her life. Teodora is one of my sisters.

She was born on October 23, 1986 in Caraş-Severin, Moldova-Nouă, Romania. She was born premature and very small when she was born. The doctors did not give her back to our mother. She could of survived and was adopted out, or she could of passed away because she was very premature. She was not at the same hospital as me like I previously thought, and she was taken before I was born. My sister Petronela was at the hospital at the same time as me because of her mental illness. The doctors told my mother they could not give Petronela back to her because they needed to institutionalize Petronela. My mother lost contact with her daughter Petronela because they moved her to another city and hospital without providing the information of her whereabouts. Petronela was reunited with my mom 11 years ago when my mom suddenly got a letter in the mail asking her to make an ID for Petronela.

As for me, my mom was told I was dead. She started to second guess what she was told about me the minute they found Petronela. I hope to find our sister Teodora one day. I feel she is alive just as strongly as I did with my mom Cocuta. It is 2014 and there has to be evidence out there saying that she died. We just want to know that she is healthy and well.

She would of turned 28 years old last month. She could of had her name changed like so many other adopted children. She is the last piece missing from our giant family and we would love to have her back in it. There is so much love to give and she would be welcomed with open arms just like I was and my brother Ion was.

Here’s to hoping we find our last missing sibling.

Mom and I

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My younger brother Florin and I!

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My sister’s and I

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25th Birthday

Today is the day my beautiful mother gave me life. Today is the day I shared every year with my beautiful mother and father in Canada. Today is the first Birthday I feel proud of sharing. I know the truth and the word abandonment no longer haunts me. I can now celebrate in peace.

Started off with a nice shower at my sister’s house. Applied a little blush for birthday photos. Then over to momma’s for my morning tuica and breakfast. For breakfast today I had mashed potatoes, carrots and some chicken bites. Potfa buna! Bon appetite! My mother’s cooking is fantastic! She showed me the cake she made and it looks beautiful!

The rest of the day consisted of talking about how we are going to get my citizenship back and roaming Facebook! Life is simple here. Not a lot happens in the small villages. Today is the presidential elections for Romania and if I had the choice I would of voted not for Ponta. Ponta was apart of Ceausescu’s regime and I have a feeling he would re-open adoption so he can do this same thing over again. The government made a lot of money off of selling the Romanian children after Ceausescu died… What makes it different this time?

In the evening we drank and partied. Had a lovely BBQ with Florin, mom, Petronela, and Florin’s friends.

It has been a wonderful Birthday and I thank everyone for making it so special for me and my mom.

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Journey through life. Travelling the world.