So relevant Eszter. I had a dear brother who could bravely walk out on air, if required. He passed too early in his life. But anything I've learned about stepping into uncertainty, I've learned from him, from his courageous spirit. Thank you for this post. It heartens me!
Btw, where are the triborder mountains? I found many examples in a search.
I am sorry for your loss! Grief is really hard, but on the other hand, it makes us see our great ability to love. I have had my fair share of grieving in my life, and I am aware that the pain never disappears. However, we learn to live with it, and in time, the sweet memories and the love we felt for the other outweigh it in a way.
Ah yes, the Dreaded Comfort Zone. If we were all content and comfy with where we are at and who we are, there would be no need for posts like this one. Yet, since we're not, and we feel out of place, never at home, never at peace, sleepless or sleep-challenged, prone to addictions and distractions, susceptible to all manner of diseases, lethargic, bored, dull, content with ABBA, etc., then it's high time we paid attention to every post like this one we can get our gnarled fingers on. Bravo, Eszter–Subscribed! Looking forward to more; love the way you think.
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God I'd love to check out so many things, Eszter, especially from authors and content creators I value. Wish the day had 48 hours...What kind of a name is "Czirak"? I'd have to guess it's from what was once Yugoslavia? Or Hungary? Bulgaria? I have a "z" in my last name, too–Jack is my pen name–and people panic when they see it all the time.
So relevant Eszter. I had a dear brother who could bravely walk out on air, if required. He passed too early in his life. But anything I've learned about stepping into uncertainty, I've learned from him, from his courageous spirit. Thank you for this post. It heartens me!
Btw, where are the triborder mountains? I found many examples in a search.
I am sorry for your loss! Grief is really hard, but on the other hand, it makes us see our great ability to love. I have had my fair share of grieving in my life, and I am aware that the pain never disappears. However, we learn to live with it, and in time, the sweet memories and the love we felt for the other outweigh it in a way.
The Triborder Mountains are in Budapest, Hungary. Here you can find it: https://maps.app.goo.gl/c9aeNNY6XWhkhv728
Very cool; looks a beautiful view!
Ah yes, the Dreaded Comfort Zone. If we were all content and comfy with where we are at and who we are, there would be no need for posts like this one. Yet, since we're not, and we feel out of place, never at home, never at peace, sleepless or sleep-challenged, prone to addictions and distractions, susceptible to all manner of diseases, lethargic, bored, dull, content with ABBA, etc., then it's high time we paid attention to every post like this one we can get our gnarled fingers on. Bravo, Eszter–Subscribed! Looking forward to more; love the way you think.
Thank you! I really appreciate your subscription. Welcome to Eszter's Weekly Elephant! It makes a world of difference to have genuine people reading my writings. We hope you will find the articles intriguing. If you feel like it, please check out our other publications: Eszter's Reading Nook, where we publish my short stories and thoughts on my favorite books from diverse authors, and Eszter's Magic, which is a more personal substack.
God I'd love to check out so many things, Eszter, especially from authors and content creators I value. Wish the day had 48 hours...What kind of a name is "Czirak"? I'd have to guess it's from what was once Yugoslavia? Or Hungary? Bulgaria? I have a "z" in my last name, too–Jack is my pen name–and people panic when they see it all the time.
Czirják is actually a Hungarian name. You guessed well; the 'z' gives it away, as it is so unusual in other languages. 🙂
Got mine from the Irish...