Memoirs. Post 1. My Background, Where It All Comes From

Let us start our journey across my lifetime. But where is the head of it?

I think I should start with the relatives. To tell where they all came from. What is the background.

My childhood was in the house of my mother and her parents. The influence of my mother's branch of the family tree had always been stronger, than my father's. That's why I start with this part.

Returning To The Blog After A Long While

Hello, everyone again!

I haven't been writing to the blog for long. There was not necessity, or else there were reasons why I didn't want to share all sides of my life. The time to blog has returned. And I again feel the need to go on telling of my life.

Some time ago, I read my old diary, that I used to keep when I was a student. That was almost shock for me. I completely forgot what sort of a guy I was just six, seven or eight years ago. Then it stimulated me to stop regreting about what hadn't happened in those years. (Gosh! It just couldn't happen!)

At the same time, I realized, that I keep on forgetting about my life, about what I had to overcome to reach the goals, to have the happy life, a good partner, a great job, a great plenty of plans and ambitions. I guess I might be too young to start writing memoirs. But when it will be time, sure, the blog becomes good help for me.

Here, I won't conceal anything. But some ideas and stories which are too personal will be written in tԐ́fískԑ̂ . When time comes, these parts will be translated into English.
Well, I wish you all joy! And I leave you for not long to start writing here my first story about my past.