"Close enough, but not quite" -I said - but there was no way to change their mind. So this weekend I was mommy also known as Hannah.
I only traveled a little but I had been called by many names - all these names, revolved around my original, birth-certificate, name. Hannah does it too. And from all these names the one I came to like the most, almost love it: Annamari...
Maybe because I like the sound of it - even though I could never quite pronounce it right.
Maybe because I was told that a girl by this name was able to bring two different worlds into one , even for a moment , just as I have tried lately...
Maybe, just because the song(1).The one that I wait to find translated, one day, as good morning gift to be opened carefully over a cup of deliciously steaming coffee . Even though I fear that once I'll know the meaning of all its words, I'll like it less ....
Biciklipedált tapostam én,
S a vázon
Egy kitelepített lány ült.
A lány neve Annamari