I’ve lived out of a suitcase long enough to know that it’s not impossible to do. I did it for a solid ten years when I was traveling as my grandfather’s translator, but evidently, I didn’t have the fashion sense eleven and seven-year-old girls do, nor did I require wardrobe changes midday.
We are on the road, making our way to Romania, where I plan
to spend some time with my father. It’s also been a solid three years since I’ve
taken a break from daily writing. Until we reach our destination and get settled,
my posts will be sporadic and inconsistent. Between the jet lag, long days,
short nights, and the odd tantrum that someone dared to wear someone else’s
hoodie, there’s only so much I can juggle before it becomes impossible.
I also plan on spending a few days with my girls, away from
the rigidity of our daily schedule back home. No wake-up time, no out the door before
7:35, so you can get to school on time, just the family being together.
I thought I’d post this just so you know nothing happened,
nothing’s wrong, and we will return to regular posting soon enough. Looking at
the world and its machinations, I can’t rightly say how many more opportunities
are in store to just breathe in the air, enjoy the sun on your face, smile at
the silly jokes your kids make, and make some happy memories. It’s probably a
good idea to do it sooner rather than later.
Thank you for your prayers and understanding.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea, Jr.
Posted on 10 June 2025 | 9:37 am
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