Tuesday, February 17, 2015
How my personal life became a novel
When I was 7 years old, I wanted to be a writer, when I grew up.
But my parents said, it would be impossible, we were not a family of academics. I believed it, and I didn’t become a writer.
When I was 27 years old, I wanted to be a mother.
But I didn’t got pregnant and the doctor ordered medications and treatments.
The treatments didn’t help me.
That was a terrible time. I couldn’t believe, that I maybe never would have children.
I started to write my journey to see it clearly.
I started to share my thoughts with other women handling fertility problems.
I’m glad, to have gotten so much help and effort from these women.
I was also proud of myself, not be broken on my personal difficulties, but to grow from it. Something, that could have killed me, actually made me stronger.
The medical treatment couldn’t help me, but some day,
I conceived naturally.
We had a beautiful baby girl !
The next year, my book was published in Hungary.
Later, we had a baby boy !
And when both of our children were in kindergarten,
I started to think about, what to do next with my life.
I learned English and translated my story.
I hope, I can reach more women, than in my little country.
I would be proud, if I would be able to help of some of them.