Being back in Poland means spending time with family I haven’t seen in a while and remembering the good old times from when I was a carefree child. When I left to the U.S. with my parents and sister, I realized how wonderful it was to sit by the big table with lots of family members and celebrate someone’s birthday, nameday, anniversaries. The house was then full of laughter, loud music, heated discussions and the kitchen was busy with aunts preparing food and baking delicious goods. Obviously, the party was never short of vodka, because which Polish household would run out of it? In the U.S. we had no one. The closest family was in Canada, where we would spend Christmas once in a blue moon. All those memories come back especially when I spend time with my cousins, aunts, grandparents and close friends here, in my hometown. A few days ago, my two cousins and I finally reunited in this squad and we decided to recreate a photo from 25 years ago when we were happy, silly kids. It was a lot of fun and it felt great to be able to talk and laugh like we did before. How cool is it?!
Wayfarer & Luggage 