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Tiberiu-Leul

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Prima fotografie de la stings: Iulian, Alex, Mia si Tibi

A doua photografie: Nicole ca mireasa:)

A treia photografie: Tibi ca mire:)

Tibi, poreclit Leo sau Leul, datorita parului blond, masiv si bogat cu care sa nascut a fost un baiat retras. In timpul travaliului, mama a impins mult, pentru ca lui Tibi i-a placut la caldura mai degraba. “A fost puturos, a trebuit eu sa fac totul si nu ma ajutat cu nimic.” Spunea mama intr-una din zile. “Cind a iesit, avea parul asa bogat si ii statea drept in sus ca la un leu.” A adaugat ea. E adevarat ca Leo, daca ar avea de alege, sar relaxa in fata unei farfurii cu mincare imprejurat de cei dragi, lucrul care-l admir:)

Numarul opt in familie, Leo este un tip cugetator, cu o latura peotica si romantica a vedea viata, o latura pozitiva din punctul meu de vedere. Leo are un tip diplomatic de a vorbi si face pe fiecare sa se simta valoros cind el vorbeste. Are tendinta de a vedea partea pozitiva a vietii si uita repede partile negative ale abuzului din trecut. Tibi vede tot timpul partea buna a unui om, si nu ma mira ca in final sta asa aproape de Sergiu, care are un caracter similar:)

Intr-o vacanta in timpul liceului a plecat in Germania cu Flesh la Sergiu, unde Flesh a devenit starul intr-o echipa de fotbal si Leo a devenit portar pe o perioda scurta de timp. El era interest mai degraba in fructele si sucul servit la sfirsitul antrenamentului, decit de sport.

Dupa ce a terminat liceul in Hunedoara, a plecat in Bucuresti si a facut facultatea la tourism management. De acolo, batut de dragoste a plecat in Oltenia unde a “inteles ca femeile is periculoase:)” Impins de pericol sa reintors in Hunedoara unde la intimpinat un tata rece. De acolo sa mutat la Timisoara, unde a avut diverse posturile de munca printre care si chelner. Intr-un an Chet cu Merrill, au zburat in Romania, la Timisoara mai exact, cu lucru, si Chet a mincat la restaurantul unde Leo lucra. Mi-a zis ca a fost cea mai buna experienta pe care a avut-o cu un chelner, experienta de prima clasa. Tot in Timisoara, intr-o cafenea lucra Nicole si asa a intilnit-o si sa cam indragostit de ea:) Dupa citiva ani de curtare sau casatorit in Timisoara, si imediat dupa nunta sau mutat in Berlin, Germania, la Sergiu. Au fost ajutat-ti mult de Sergiu cu actele si post de munca si acuma stau legal in Germania si cu post de lucru, si au putut sa se mute la un apartament. Impreauna au un baiat de 6 luni cu planuri pentru marirea familiei in viitor:)

In familia noastra e stiut si apreciat de talentul lui de a scrie poezii. Intr-o buna zi sper sa vad o carte publicata de poezii sau poate  vom face o colaborare pe viitor si vom scrie ceva impreuna:)

Rinduri de poezie scrise de Leo,  mie:)

Chiar si daca esti departe

Amandoi vom scrie-o carte

Sa scriem una mai mica?

La-nceput o carticica?

Sa nu ne fortam prea tare

Ca o sa-avem tensiune mare

Stim exact ce-i de facut

Sa o luam de la-nceput.

Leo vorbeste doua limbi jumate:) Romana, Engleza si jumate din Germana, dar nu-i bai ca o invata el pe toata curind:)

Deabea astept sa vad ce-i va aduce viitorul si celebrez impreuna cu el successful lui:)

Tibi the Lion

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First picture: Left to Right; Iulian, Leo and Alex.

Second picture; Leo, Denis his little boy and Nicole:)

Leo the Lion, that’s his nickname. Leo is short for lion. It comes from his dense golden hair he was born with, sticking straight up and giving him the look of a lion’s mane. Apparently my mother had to push quite a bit with Leo while in labor, because he loved the warmth of the womb and was in no hurry to come out. To this day I think Leo would much rather relax in front of a nice meal with loved ones than stress over other things.

Born number eight in our family, Tibi is more of an observer with a poetic talent showing great amounts of respect for humanity in general. There’s a touch of diplomatic language in Leo’s vocabulary and he tends to see the positive side of life, despite the abuse he also endured. He too has a fantastic ability to forget the bad stuff and focus on the good side of life, with an ease most people find charming. No wonder Leo and Sergiu ended up living closer to each other, their personalities are so very similar, along with their looks:)

One summer vacation, while in high school, Flesh and Leo went to visit Sergiu where Leo became a goalie, for a short period of time, in the same soccer team Flesh played. Unlike Flesh, Leo was more interested in the produce served after practice than the game itself and found himself kicked off the team soon after.

Right after high school, back in Hunedoara, he left for Bucuresti attending collage in tourism management. I have to point out one important fact I forgot to mention in the earlier posts: every single one of my siblings who attended collage did so on their own financial efforts, including boarding, food, and other expenses. To this day I wonder how they managed? I know Sergiu paid for two of my brother’s collages, but I can’t remember quite well which two. I also know that Sergiu helped out my brother’s with pocket money, Alin helped with housing and food and I helped with money now and then, focusing mostly on my parents  for many years. I helped my brothers far more once they were married. Okay, back to our story:)

After collage, moved by love Leo moved in Oltenia where he learned “that women were dangerous.” Next he came back home where he was met with a cold shoulder by my father which pushed him to find work and move to Timisoara. There he worked in a few places, mostly as a waiter, and according to Chet, whom in one of his visits to Timisoara ate at the same restaurant Leo worked in, he was the best and most polished waiter Chet encountered.

Leo met Nicole, his wife, while she worked as a waitress in another cafe and after few years of courting they married. Right after the wedding they left Romania and moved in with Sergiu and Brigitte, who just bought a house in Berlin, Germany. Sergiu helped them with the paperwork process, making their stay legal. He also provided Leo with a job in the same company Sergiu is the COO. A year later they moved out on their own and had a little boy, bringing us to date. They’re planing on expending their family soon and I can’t wait to see what else lies in their future.

In our family Leo is known for his great poetic gift, and he writes poems with great talent. Hopefully soon he can publish his own book of poems or Leo and I can collaborate on a book together. That would be fantastic:)

P.S Leo speaks 2 1/5 languages:) Romanian, English and half of German thus far:)

Flavius cel Curajos

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IMG_4658Eu cu Flavius.

Nascut al saptelea, Flavius face parte din echipa brunetilor impreuna cu mine, Alin, Iosif,  Alex si Oana. Echipa blonzilor este formata din Sergiu, Marius, Delia, Tibi, Iulian si Fanu.

Flavius a fost un copil simpatic cu gropite in obrajiori, plin de energie si guraliv:) Ca adolescent Flavius a fost plin de glume si peripetii, facindu-i pe multi sa rida, dar in spatele glumelor erau ascunse dureri de burta frecvente provocate de stresul abuzului din frageda-i copilarie.

Intre timp in Germania, Sergiu a citit un anut in ziarul local care i-a stirnit o idee. O echipa noua de fotbal cautau jucatori si Flavius era stiut in Romania ca fotbalist bun. Sergiu la adus in Germania atit pe el cit si pe Leo si amindoi au dat interviu la fotbal si au intrat in echipa, Flesh ca jucator si Leo ca portar. Foarte repede Flesh a devenit steaua echipei si cel mai bun jucator. Leo, care veni-se numai pentru fructele si ceaiul servit dupa practica, a fost dat afara. Singurul obstacol intre bogatie si faima au fost actele care nu le-au reusit nimeni sa le faca desi a fost depus effort din partea nemtilor. Impins inapoi in Romania, Flavius a terminat liceul in Hunedoara, pe urma a plecat la Arad, unde a stat la Alin si a terminat facultatea de inginerie. In timpul facultatii a intilnit-o pe Adina la Ilia, si sau casatorit dupa ce a terminat facultatea. Sau stabilit in Timisoara si impreuna au o fetita:)

Adina lucreaza in mediul tehnic si Flesh lucreaza ca prezentator la un post de radio Crestin in Timisoara, (rve.timisoara), emisiune data live pe Facebook si YouTube, zilnic. Are darul vorbirii repede si clar:) Dar bine practicat din copilarie. Flesh poate prezenta orice si oriunde cu o usurinta uluitoare. Eu as face pe mine si as voma non-stop, dar Flesh parca a fost nascut cu microfonul in mina, si ma bucura mult faptul acesta. Flesh este mult implicat in biserica locala, dar in ultimii cinci ani un nor de boala care l-a pus in paturile urgentei mai mult decit va pute-ti imagina, a pus multa tristete in sufletul lui Adina si a-l nostru. Flesh trebuie sa aiba grija la dieta si stilul de viata cit de calm possibil, dar in general se simte bine si e fericit linga mica lui familie:)

Ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu pentru Flesh si ma bucur ori de cite ori aud ca e bine si fericit:)

FLAVIUS the Brave

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Born the seventh in the family, Flesh (nickname) falls in the team of the brunettes along side myself, Alin, Iosif, Alex and Oana. The blond team is made of Sergiu, Marius, Delia, Tibi, Iulian and Fanu.

Flavius was a cute boy, with great dimples in every smile, energetic and full of humor. His adolescence was filled with great humor and lots of energy, hiding a boy that got frequently panicked and stomach pains from the stress of the abuse.

His last year of high-school he left for Germany and lived with my brother Sergiu a few months, and together with Leo responded to a local newspaper add that were looking for soccer players. They both got in and quickly Flesh became the star player of the entire team with great professional prospects. Leo, who was interested only in the snacks provided after words got kicked out. The only thing standing in the way of fame and fortune was the paperwork. At the time Germany’s borders were not so open like today and the paperwork stopped Flesh’s progress forcing him to return back to Romania. After finishing high school he moved with Alin in Arad. There he finished four years of collage in engineering. He met his wife, Adina in Ilia, while in collage and got married after he graduated then together they settled down in Timisoara. Together they have one daughter.

Adina works in the marketing/ computer field and Flesh is a radio host/presenter at a Christian Radio Station in Timisoara, rve.timisoara, and very involved in the local church they attend.

The past five years a big shadow of health challenges have put a lot of stress on his shoulders and he spend more days in emergency than all of his siblings put together. He’s had operations and multiple tests. In the end there’s still no diagnosis. But stress in general is an enemy of his, weakening his immune system.

Lately he’s been feeling well, but I think he has to watch his diet and stress level constantly.

Our potentially famous soccer player has a very domestic life in the church and his radio work:) He also had to forgive a lot but life is good and we’re moving on:)

I’m glad when I hear his health is good and I’m looking forward to see what their future will bring along:)

 

Iosif cel Puternic

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In prima poza sint eu cu Iosif.

In a doua: Iosif cu Dana si cei trei copii, Delia cu copii ei si Alex cu Mia.

Acest post in particular imi va fi foarte greu de scris din punct de vedere emotional si curind ve-ti afla de ce.

Intre Delia si Iosif, mama a pierdut un baiat, care a murit cam la cinci minute dupa nastere, cu probleme de inima.

A-l saselea, Iosif a fost un copil tare blind si cuminte. A facut tot posibilul sa nu creeze probleme intr-un mediu si asa plin de tulburenta. Iosif era foarte tacut si retras, intr-un fel Iosif parca incerca sa dispara din evidenta,  ca si cum prezenta lui in sine crea stres. De multe ori statea flamind pina veneam eu de la scoala, in jurul orei doua la amiaza. Cind il intrebam:

“Iosif, ai mincat azi?” Cu un glas blind imi raspundea: “Nu.”

“De ce?”

“Nu am vrut sa-o deranjez pe mama.” Mi se muia inima de mila lui si il hraneam imediat. Ceilalti frati mai mici de obicei, cum intram pe usa, sareau in loc proclamind ca le era foame, dar Iosif era tacut.

Datorita sarcinilor numeroase si abuzul constant din partea sotului, mama a devenit foarte distanta, rece si nervoasa/ agitata. Intr-un fel o inteleg. Hormonii sarcinii nu-s usor de indurat dar mai ales abuzul.

Am avut un instinct puternic de al proteja pe Iosif, mi-am dat seama, ca el era ca oaia blinda care accepta orice soarta ii venea. In realitate, copil sensibil, avea nevoie de iubire parinteasca si de o mina ocrotitoare. Si asa a devenit Iosif copilul meu, o perioada de timp, si el imi spunea mie “mama”.

In felul meu am incercat sa-i protejez pe fratii mei, dar Iosif mi-a dat curajul sa-mi infrunt frica fata de tata, intr-o dupa-amiaza in particular, cind venind de la scoala, in fata blocului i-am auzit plinsetele de durere si rugamintile si ceva a plesnit inlauntru meu. Nu am trait niciodata o distanta mai mare intre mine si el cum am trait atunci infinitul timpului fugind in sus pe scari pina in apartament unde micul Iosif, numai de patru ani, era gemuit jos pe podea, ferindu-si cu minutele capul si de asupra lui tatal meu dadea in el cu o violenta tulburatoare. Fara ezitatie am fugit intre ei si cu corpul meu l-am acoperit pe Iosif primind in locul lui loviturile. Aveam in jur de doisprezece ani. (Pina in ziua de azi nu pot auzi un copil plungind fara sa nu ma afecteze). Cind si-a dat seama tata ca eram eu s-a opri si a inceput cu jignirile si amenintarile. El dadea in fete dar nu asa abuziv ca in baieti, in shimb ne abuza emotional prin cuvinte aruncate in ura. M-am ridicat drept intorcindu-ma sa ma pot uita in ochii abuzantului, care in momentul acela mi-a devenit inamic, tinindu-l pe Iosif in spatele meu in mod protectiv. M-am uitat tinta in ochii tatalui fara sa clipesc. Ca o leoaiaca protejindu-si puiul m-am simtit si nu m-as fi miscat din loc numai daca ma omora si-mi tira corpul. Ma plesnit peste fata si peste cap de citeva ori aruncind blesteme din gura, dar nu m-am miscat de fel, intorcindu-mi capul si uitindu-ma direct in ochii lui fara o lacrima in ochi sau un cuvint pe buze. Am fost martora violentei din trecut fara sa intru in actiune, dar in acea zi totul sa schimbat. De atunci pina am plecat, le-am luat apararea fratilor si desi nu am reusit 100% sa-i protejez am incercat cum am putut si cit am putut, atit pe ei cit si pe mama. Am rupt toate joardele care le culegea el din copaci in drum spre casa de la servici, si m-a durut sufletul cind a trebuit sa plec in America stiind ca-mi las fratii expusi si fara protectie. Dar Iosif ma ajutat sa-mi infrunt frica launtrica care-mi minca sufletul de ani de zile, si pentru asta ii sunt recunoscatoare.

Dupa ce am plecat, Iosif a fost abuzat dublu. Pe perioada adolescentei Marius nu sa purtat frumos cu fratii lui mai mici, dar intr-un fel era singurul lucru invatat de la parintele lui. Sa schimbat mai tirziu.

Singurul refugiu pentru Iosif a fost la facultate, care a facut-o in Arad. O perioada de timp a stat la Alin, daca imi aduc bine aminte. Alin si el a terminat facultatea in Arad ca inginer, si a lucrat in Arad ceva ani buni de zile inainte de a se muta cu lucru in Germania. Dar tot in Arad, Iosif a intilnit la o biserica o familie de oameni tare buni care intr-un fel l-au adoptat si Iosif se simtea mult mai iubit cu ei decit cu parintii lui proprii. Asa a intilnit-o pe Dana, sotia lui, si acum impreuna au trei copii.

Iosif a terminat facultatea ca inginer, si in ultimii cinci-sase ani si-a construit, in marea majoritate singur, casa in care s-au mutat anul acesta. A petrecut multe ore fie in ploaie, fie in frig, fie pe caldura, la construirea casei dupa orele de serviciu si a muncit din greu, dar acum se poate bucura de o casa frumoasa, si de o familie binecuvintata. Stiu ca este implicat si in biserica, mai ales cu copii.

Ii multumesc Bunului Dumnezeu de grija care i-a purtat atat lui Iosif dar si celorlalti, si ma bucur cind in vad fericit:)

 

Joseph the Strong

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First picture is of Joseph around one years old.

Second picture is of Joseph and Flavius.

Third picture is of Joseph and his wife Dana, this year:)

This particular blog is going to be emotionally very hard for me and you’ll find out soon why.

Between Delia and Joseph my mom lost another boy. He lived only five minutes after delivery due to heart complications.

Born the sixth child, I had a particular fondness for Joseph due to his sweet and humble nature. He did his very best not to cause problems into an already tumultuous environment and kept very quiet and out-of-the-way, often going without food until I would arrive from school around 2 pm. I would ask him if he ate and with the sweetest tone he would responded:

“No.”

“How come?”

“I didn’t want to bother mom.”

By now, due to the tole the pregnancies and the abuse from her husband took on her, my mother was very distant and moody. Thus, Joseph became my child and he started calling me “mommy” which made my heart radiate with love. I had a fearsome protective instinct over Joseph that pushed me into action. In my own way, I stood up for my younger siblings including my mother, in an effort to protect them. I felt responsible somehow for their safety. I was not 100% successful but something snapped in me one particular afternoon while on my way back from school. I was around twelve-years-old and Joseph around four-years old. I heard his painful cries all the way from the court yard; since it was warm outside the windows were open. The distance between me and him has never been as long as that particular day while I ran up the stairs and into the hallway of our apartment, where little Joseph had shrunk into a fetal position protecting his head with his little arms while my father hit him violently. Like a lioness seeing her cub in danger, and without hesitation, I ran between them covering his little body with mine, taking the hits for him. Shocked my father stopped- he had a weakness for his girls- and began yelling insults at me. I stood and faced him, chest high, gaze fixed into his with great determination refusing to move. I saw my father hesitate. Silently I was screaming at him: “Over my dead body.” Joseph was my child and suddenly my father became my enemy. I was determined to protect what was mine, no matter how big the enemy in front of me seemed. Even his slaps over my face and head or his crude insults didn’t make me flinch once as I turned my fixed gaze back at him, not one tear found in my eyes, simultaneously protecting Joseph behind me. Long enough I’ve witnessed this abuse without doing something about it. Long enough. From that day on a verbal war began between my father and I. For my remaining years in Romania I was the middle man in many circumstances. Also, from that day on all the twigs my father picked on his way home from work I secretly broke and got rid of.

It broke my heart when I had to leave Romania, after I married and today I just realized, leaving Joseph exposed and unprotected was a huge reason why. I felt secretly guilty about that for years.

Once gone, I heard Joseph and my younger brothers’s abuse doubled. Like I previously wrote, Marius had a very hard time through adolescence. I guess its as the saying goes: “Monkey see, monkey do.” Once that phase passed, Marius changed.

Joseph didn’t find refuge from the abuse until he entered college in Arad. I believe for a period of time he lived with Alin, who also went to collage, graduated and worked in Arad for many years before moving to Germany. Iosif also found refuge in the home of a young Christian family who sort of adopted him and cared for him greatly. Dana, who later on became his wife was the lady’s younger sister and that’s how they met:)

Joseph graduated college as an engineer and now works in a company run by his brother-in-law. Dana and Joseph have three fantastic children, one of them looks exactly like him. He’s involved in church ministry working with kids and even though it took him around five or six years, he built their home brick by brick, spending hundreds of hours in rain, cold and hot weather to finish. He pretty much built that house all by himself and they moved in it this year:)

With the exception of Alin, all my brother were and still are avid soccer lovers, spending many hours in the dust and confined apartment court yard playing.

Life was not easy for Joseph but God sure blessed him, just like he blessed the rest of us.  I thank God for taking care of him when I could not. He was always God’s child above mine and God took and is still taking good care of Joseph.

I could call him Joseph the Builder, but I think I’ll call him Joseph the Strong.

Delia cea Frumoasa

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IMG_4474 Cu sotul ei, Sami in fotografie.

IMG_4661 Ei cu Delia inainte de a pleca ei in America:)

Nu este o surpriza pentru nimeni frumusetea Deliei, parca a fost facuta intru-un lan plin de flori si cine o vede ori zimbeste ori rivneste frumusetea ei.

A cincea dintre frati si surori, Delia a fost tacuta cind era mica dar si o fire determinata. Datorita distantei intre virstele noastre dar imi imagines si datorita lipsei de maturitate in tinerete din partea mea nu eram prea apropiate una de alta in adolescenta mea si copilaria ei. Ea sa cam pierdut in fundalul zgomotos al fratilor mei. Din fericire tata a avut o sensibilitate asupra fetelor lui si nu prea a fost batuta dar in schimb a fost ranita emotional. Cind ma uitam la Delia vedeam o atmosfera de mister pe fata ei. Delia e greau de citit, dar mi-a placut faptul ca aveam o sora.

Clar, Delia a avut multi admiratori de sexual opus in adolescenta ei dar ea a ramas credinciousa inimii ei si lui Dumnezeu.

Am fost extrem de impresionata cind am aflat ce artista buna e, si Delia a pictat multi pereti la viata ei, chiar si la orfelinatul fratelui Hada:) Mi-ar place sa va arat o fotografie cu o pictura de a ei dar nu am, deci Delia, trebuie sa-mi trimi-ti una:)

Dupa liceu, Delia a facut scoala de asistenta medicala si in cele din urme a ajuns in Italia, la Roma, unde a lucrat multi ani la spitalul Vaticanului in sectia de copii, la cazurile cele mai severe. Acolo a petrecut multe nopti nedormite si ore lungi in picioare. Tot in Italia, la intilnit pe Samin, sotul ei si impreuna au doi copii; o mini Delia si un mini Sami din punctul meu de vedere.

Anul trecut sa-u mutat inapoi in Romania impinsi de dorul de tara si economia slabita a Italiei. Tot anul trecut au inceput constructia casei lor la Marghita, aproape de Oradea si anul acesta a fost de mare ajutor mamei mele care la un moment dat era bolnava grav. Cu ajutorul Deliei, mama sa pus un pic pe picioare.

Ma bucur mult cind o vad fericita si implinita si deabea astept sa vad ce mai are Dumnezeu pentru ea in viitor:)

P.S Delia vorbeste trei limbi (Italiana, Romaneste si Engleza).

 

Delia the Beautiful

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First picture-Me and Delia (and a bit of Marius:)

Second picture- Delia’s family as of today:)

It’s no secret that Delia’s beauty is admired by many:) It’s like she was made in a field of beautiful flowers and everyone smiles when they see her (or gives her envious looks).

Born the fifth one, she was a quiet and very determined girl, in a sea of noisy brothers. She always had a tenacity about her and pushed for the things she wanted. Spared a lot of physical abuse- my father had a weakness for his girls- she endured her share of emotional insults and came out stronger for it.

Due to our age gap and my immaturity at the time, I wasn’t too close to my sister either but I loved having her around. To me she had a aura of mystery about her. Later on we had the opportunity to spend more time with each other and I found out, to my utter surprise, what a fantastic artist she is. Her paintings are absolutely beautiful, wish I had a picture of one of her painting to show it to you.

As you can imagine she had many suitors but she stayed true to her heart and her goals.

She finished nursing school in Romania, found a way to get to Roma, Italy and eventually she worked as a nurse in the Vatican Hospital for many years, in pediatrics more precisely. There she cared for many critical cases, tirelessly pulling many long hours as well as night shifts. In Italy she met and married her love, Sami and together they have two children. Their wedding was absolutely amazing and I had the privilege to be there with Chet:)

Last year they moved back in Romania and built their house, a big project that’s almost done. This year she’s helped tremendously with my ill mother and has been a God sent blessing. Can’t wait to see what she’ll do next. I’m glad to see her happy:)

 

 

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Marius Misionarul

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IMG_4657In fotografie, Marius e in clasa a doua si Delia in prima clasa, inainte de a deveni pionier al patriei.

Datorita distantei de virsta nu am fost prea apropiata de Marius decit dupa ce ne-am casatorit amindoi, fapt care-l regret.

Nascut al patru-lea, Marius, dupa parerea mea, a trait o adolescenta cam singuratica, dar o copilarie buna, in general. Mama a pierdut o sarcina (un baiat) intre Sergiu si Marius si asta a fost simtita de Marius, cred, prin faptul ca a fost cam marginalizat de cei trei mai mari. Desi Sergiu a fost abuzat cel mai tare, Marius a fost abuzat pe cea mai lunga perioada de timp, inclusiv dupa ce sa casatorit si a trebuit sa ierte foarte mult, lucru care l-am apreciat enorm. Dar ce ma socat in mod pozitv, a fost stilul lui calm de a vorbi in timp ce era abuzat, cu o calmitate si toleranta mare, mai ales dupa ce sa casatorit. A avut si are un refugiu pozitiv in relatia lui cu Veronica, sotia lui, care a intilnit-o in cimpul misionar.

Refugiu lui Marius in adolescenta a fost in biserica unde a realizat multe, incepind ca voluntar la grupa de copii, pe urma pastor de copii la o biserica, pe urma peste oras si pe urma peste judet tot in cimpul misionar pentru copii. A petrecut mii de ore ajutind copii saraci, copii de tigani, copiii starzilor si copii din biserica. Impreuna cu Veronica, Marius are cinci copii. Ca tata, pune mult effort si bani in educatia copiilor lor, si Maria, cea mai mare, la numai 15 ani stie trei limbi si e eleva de nota 10.

Cu citiva ani in urma sau mutat in Austria si recent Marius a inceput productia lui de miere de albine bio, de la stupii lui de albine dar e talentul lui de a negocia care-l deosebeste de altii, fapt care ne-a ajutat ca familie:)

Sint mindra cu cita diplomatie a facut fata abuzului si cit de mult a luptat pentru o viata bine traita si plina de fericire, desi nu usoara de multe ori. Multami Bunului Dumnezeu pentru fratii si surorile mele:)

 

Marius

/ Carmen McKnight / Leave a comment

Marius the Minister

Due to the age gap between us, I haven’t been too close to Marius in his youth and adolescent times, something I regret. I’ve gotten to know Marius better after we both got married.

Born the forth, Marius was abused the longest. To this day my father does not seem too fond of him. The reasons are personal. But what blew my mind and impressed me greatly, was how much Marius had to forgive. He’s forgiven a lot. In the face of violent verbal and at times physical abuse that continued right after he married, Marius’s attitude was that of calm. To this day I’m impressed with his cool collected way of trying to put a fire out. He became a fantastic negotiator pushed, I presume, by the circumstances of his life. He has class and is very successful in his negotiations. Mom lost a boy between Sergiu and Marius and the gap forced a sort of loneliness in Marius’s life. He found refuge in church and soon became very successful as a children’s pastor. That grew into a ministry of itself and soon he moved from overseer in one church, to overseer of the whole city (in the baptist denomination), then overseer in the entire county. He spent many hours helping the poorest of children, street children and gypsy kids. He met Veronica, his wife in the ministry field and together they have five children.

Unlike the poor fatherly example he’d experienced back home, Marius is a great father and invests a lot of time and money into his children’s education. His eldest, Maria, only 15 years old speaks three languages (German, English and Romanian) and his kids are A students- at lest the ones that go to school:) Few years back they moved to Austria, where they currently live and Marius just began selling his own line of organic honey.

I’m very proud of him and his beautiful life:)

P.S. Alin speaks three languages as well and Sergiu speaks two.