Posted: Dec 18, 07 6:59pm
I am homesick
It is always hard around the holidays
This is my home: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kfu_z5VqrrM
My Bulgaria
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJNRXPV0yME
The morning the sound of the wakening city
Breathtaking, cold, crisp air and the aroma of the fresh baked
breakfast pastry
The tram’s bell and sleepy hurrying crowds at the subway station
Sunrays dancing on the top of the mountain
Coloring the snow in pink, orange and blue
The song of the wind, playing on the wire string of the trolley
The old woman selling newspapers at the bus stop
Chirping kids running late for school
Small street cafés
Delicious, fragrant, strong espresso
Mothers with baby strollers
Stranger’s smiles in the crowd
Words of love and friendship, hatred and pain caught in the street murmur
Churches that remember the steps of the crusaders
Rich with memories, knowledge and pain
Filigreed altars and saint’s icons with eyes full of patience and love
My mom, her tired worried eyes with the eternal question in them -“Are you happy?”
My little sister with gray hair and those small wrinkles around her eyes when she smiles
My friend across the town who will come to see me only because she did not like the sound of my voice over the phone
And the music full with joy and tears, boundless and unique
Voices that grab you heart and never let it go
My small beautiful Bulgaria









