Finally I am back :)

Hello everyone,

Here I am again from my lovely Dallas, Texas. However it is not always as lovely as I mention because we have often tornados here which always freaks me out. The last one was one day after Christmas. 12 miles away from my apartment complex. 8 people died many houses destroyed.

Anyway, let's do a little update here since I didn't write anything from August and I guess many of you are curious what is going on with me here....

First of all, I believe I mentioned that I moved together with my friends in a 3 bedrooms apartment that I absolutely lovely it. This way of living here in America is totally differ from an Au-Pair life. If now someone would tell me I have to leave with a family for 3 whole months I would die. LOL.... Really. It would be so so hard for me after all. But you know what I am still grateful for my Au-Pair year here because that step lead me towards all this that I have now in this city.

Probably there is not too much to love in Dallas but for me it means everything. This is the city in America where I had/have so much fun, happiness, sadness, crying and depressed days, relationship failure, adventure, success, homesick and where I found love for the second time haha :) Love, yes I totally fall in love with Eymard, the boy whom I barely liked a year ago. In a year we grow together and now every day that I don't spend with him is not a complete day. I am so lucky that I found a partner like him. He is so understanding, helpful, kind, polite and weird haha. He is my weird musician but I could totally accept his weirdness. He always calms me down which is awesome because i can get upset of things that I can't fix. A year ago I was just dreaming that one day I will meet with a men like him. I so much appreciate him and love him forever. For our one year anniversary I got a very special gift from him.... 

... an engagement ring :)

I knew he will do this step someday but i didn't know when. Back than I thought you need to date with someone for a few years before making such a decision but now my though about it is the opposite. For our anniversary we did something small, it was a road trip to San Antonio. We stayed there for a night.... 

Texas De Brazil - His favorite restaurant

We stopped by Lake Travis  in Austin on our way. I love the view from that restaurant. Every time we drive that way I want to have lunch/dinner there.

This is a very happy girl right there!!! :))

So I will become soon Dalma Furtado :) 

I still look at my ring a lot but in the first week I couldn't stop starring at it. 

After our engagement our lives got a bit crazy. We had to decide when we want to get married. We still debating on the date but at least we know that we want to do this in June. We are working on some paperwork now for the church wedding. Waiting on some document what my parish issued at home, my mom put it in mail since they need the original one. We will have the wedding in the same church where Eymard plays every Sunday and where we both went even before knowing each other. We have to do a preparation class, hopefully we can do it in the last weekend of January. 

We decided to not do a reception just a wedding and a dinner. It is so expensive to get a venue and do a big party. It doesn't worth it for us, especially because my family can't be here. But we will do a reception back home in Transylvania in 2017. That is the plan.

I already bough fly ticket to go home in May with Eymard. I am so excited to take him home. I am so curious how he will like my country. We will stay for four days in Hungary for a week in Romania and for 5 days we go to Paris and the French Riviera. That is going to be our honeymoon. Yes before the wedding lol. Hopefully just one or two weeks before the wedding.  When we get back we want to get married and after we want to apply for my temporary green card. 

There are so many things we need to do and I am already afraid how busy I will be when school starts in 2 weeks. Working 60 hours a week, being full time student is not easy. Now i have time every evening to cook something but when school starts i can forget about having time for cooking.

School goes well, I will graduate in the fall. I got three scholarships in the past year which was $5000 all together and it covered my fall semester and the upcoming spring semester. I am so grateful for that help. It meant a lot. 

In end of march I want to move together with Eymard, I ned to find someone to take over my room, otherwise I will end up to pay two rents for 3.5 months. 

Eymard's birthday is on the 24th of December so we celebrating everything together :)

I love his family :)

My mother-in-law to be :)

Take care everyone... I passed my bedtime here...... When I know dates and more details about our wedding day i will let you all know.

Hugs <3 <3 <3

Dalma 

Hopes

I know i always promise i will post more frequently but somehow something always came up to not be able to do it......

Since my last post... I went to Toronto with the guys for Laith's wedding. We had ton's of fun. It was a different experience because i was traveling with three guys. I have never done this before, but I loved it. Guys are so easy-going. :) I will not post and write that much now, i just wanted to do a little update. 

We spent the month June-July with apartment finding mission. Finally we found a really nice one, wasn't the cheapest but our standard was a bit higher too. We didn't want to move in to a crappy place. If you want to have a look at the apartment, here is the link....

http://www.thegiovanna.com/plano-texas-apartments/giovanna-apartments/photos/ 

We got a three bedroom one with two bathroom. My roommates are Viki and Sara, two of my really good friends.  The move in date was August 15, however I couldn't move in yet, because I had to leave America for a while.

On July 18 (Saturday) I was driving home from Laith's place with Eymard when I had a car accident. Fortunately nobody got injured but I cracked my car kind a bad. I remember I was just sitting on the street and couldn't stop crying for a while.... After seeing my car I told to Eymard from the money I need to pay for the repair I could go home and spend some time with my family. I wanted to go home two weeks ago when my dad had his 60th years old party. All the family, relatives where there..... Eymard helped me to calm down, and I knew that the most important is that we all are alright, without any injury. Somehow I fall asleep, but of course I was upset....

...In the morning when i opened my eyes i checked my phone and I saw I got ton's of messages from my family..... Bad news..... My father got paralyzed and doctors were fighting for his life. The horror story started for me.... I climbed out from the bed somehow, sat on the floor if the the middle of the room, was shaking while i was trying to call my sister. I was crying so bad that couldn't even talk. Eymard woke up for all these noise and couldn't imagine what happened with me. I was totally out of my mind. I just couldn't stop crying.  On that Saturday night when I had the accident, he was sitting on a small bench with some neighbors and somehow he fall off and hit his neck. He injured his third spinal, more accurately his spinal marrow got injured. So on that Sunday morning Eymard took me home to change and went together to the same church we use to go. After the mass we bought a flight ticket home for the same day. I went home, throw some clothes to my bag and headed to the airport. My family kinda said that let's wait for a few days, let's wait for the surgery... but i just couldn't stay there.... i felt I have to come home......I couldn't just wait and take the risk to not be able to ever see my father alive again..... Doctors said he may not be able to talk or breath after the surgery.... When the surgery was I was waiting at the London Heathrow airport for connection. I was praying for hours to be able to talk to him again.....

Monday at midnight I got to Budapest. My sister and my nephew picked me up from the airport and we headed to Romania. The surgery was in a bigger Romanian city, Cluj Napoca. Luckily we have some relatives living there so we got some help with accommodation and they translated to us since our Romanian knowledge is very poor. 

The surgery went well, my father could talk and breath after that. However to see my father over there it was terrible. They didn't let us to see him for more than 30 minutes a day. I saw him suffering and i so wanted to help him....but I couldn't. Those days were so bad, everybody was crying a lot.

 

After a day traveling i was so exhausted that i went to sleep on the ground in the backyards of the hospital.... I know, I know it looks terrible but Romania is not the United States. The system in the hospitals are horrible....   We had to wait at least 3 hours, sometimes more until we could catch the doctor to ask things about my father condition. Literally we had to stand in front of a door for who knows how long.... we just hoped once the doctor will come out from that door and you can go and talk to him... Not to mention that most nurses in this hospital are so heartless. One day one of the nurse came to my mom, called her outside of the building and told her that she shaved my father's hair in a line to be able to make the surgery at his neck and we have to pay her the cost of the razor.  Of course you had to pay ten times more than the razor would cost. But that is not all. The other day a different nurse came to my mom doing and saying exactly the same. At that time we didn't even know if my father will stay alive and these nurses were coming for money. Who doesn't live in Romania doesn't know what is going on in the hospitals.... I know it is not good but couldn't imagine this. I was shocked. There are some exceptions of course and fortunately we could experience that too....  But most of the people who work there shouldn't.....  You have to put money in everybody's pocket if you want to ask something from them. For instance in Cluj Napoca my mom had to pay at first to a nurse than she went and told to the doctor that the patient's family want to talk to him.... But if you don't pay they don't really help. I assume the doctors don't know about this......

After a week we could transfer my father to an other hospital close to my village. We knew that transferring him can be dangerous. We were worried a lot. The hospital called us when they put my father to the hospital and the ambulance was about to leave. We left right away too. While driving, suddenly an ambulance appeared, it belong to that hospital.

We knew this is the ambulance which transfers my father. The ambulance was following us slowly without using sirens and flash lights so we kind a calm down that everything is alright until the ambulance stopped at a gas station parking lot. Because of the traffic we couldnt stop, we were driving towards to other hospital. It is around 4 hours driving.  We got so stressed, since my sister works in this industry and know a lot about illnesses she started to think about most likely my father couldnt breath, he needs help and that is why the ambulance had to stop. 20 minutes left and the ambulance still didn't catch up with us. We were more nervous. There is no other road or other way how to get to the other hospital at that point. Another 10 minutes left when the ambulance reached us but at this time it went very fast with all the lights and sirens. I can't even describe that moment when we had to pull over to let the ambulance go with my father. We all were crying so bed. That four hours  was  the most terrible drive/ride in my entire life. 

When we got to the hospital we figured out that my father is doing okay, the ambulance stopped to put gas but the gas station's electricity went out and they had to wait for 30 minutes. 

It has been 5 weeks already that he is in the hospital and i went every day there and stayed with him for 6 hours. I started to hate hospitals..... He got a very serious urine infection on top of everything.... The doctors didn't gave us any chance.... One day I felt we will be able to take him home and the other day I felt that we can't save him. My feeling are like a rollercoster; up and down. I became so inpatient and nervous. I was living every day with anxiety. I am living every day in fear, and I know it is horrible. 

In a week I need to fly back to Dallas. It is hard to leave everything behind but at the same time i need to get back to routine and try to recover emotionally. It is so much pain now. I don't like the person I became in the last five weeks.... I need to work on myself towards being a positive girl with many new dreams, goals.....

This pictures was taken 2 weeks before the accident.... I wish he could sit on that stair again.... Well, life is so unpredictable... That is why we need to live every day if it would be the last..... You never know what is your destiny.

I live at the end of the village. The other day were a very beautiful double rainbow.

Madarasi Hargita - I live under this mountain!