Misses C had been my nickname for the last (almost) twenty years when I met my husband. I was working in the laboratory of a chemical plant at that time. As such, most of my co-workers where men. And they teased. A lot. They had a hard time pronouncing my name: Camelia. So, they started calling me Misses C. It stuck.
Now, I am a wife, Mother, home schooling and private
teacher. I spend my days in the
blissful chaos of our home where God and people (little and big) decide my
I love books and good stories, quiet breakfasts with loved
ones, the smell of tilled earth in the springtime, knitting, cats and dogs
curled-up on my lap, Joey’s chestnut curls turning golden in the morning sun,
good movies and popcorn…
But above all, I love and thank God for every day is a gift.