I was born in a large family of 10 children from the South of the Republic of Moldova.
Our parents taught us to love people, work, our roots, traditions, school and all that is beautiful.
In the family, I learned to love and share everything I have with the one next to me.
In the family, I learned to love and not to be greedy, stingy and hypocritical.
In the family, I learned to love poetry, nature and the human soul.
My mother was always by our side, cooking tasty food, baking big bread, cakes, always working around the house.
From my mother, I learned to sing and compose out loud.
From my father, I learned to respect work.
From brothers and sisters, I learned to play, to laugh, to cry when it hurts, and laugh with tears of joy.
In the family, I learned that the beauty of life is hidden in its simplicity.
The same is true in poetry...