Part 1: The Story of Me PDF Print E-mail
Written by OHmommy   
Wednesday, 16 February 2011 00:00

It was in the early seventies when she left her tiny village (the only home she ever knew) at the tender age of eighteen.

 

A collection of dated German Vogues, hand sewn dresses and beloved pumps filled her shabby suitcase. Young and ambitious she yearned for city lights and traveled halfway across her birth country to find them. She bid goodbye to the picturesque Polish village near the Lithuanian border and raced towards Big City on the Baltic Sea, a stone's throw away from glamorous Sweden. At the time she thought it would be the biggest move of her life.

 

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Despite her mother's advice, who wanted her near, she rented a room in Big City and enrolled at the university. Her new found freedom was liberating. In dimly lit pubs she hummed along to Bowie, Beatles and Billy Joel not understand their words but gracefully moving to the beat. That delicate grace caught the attention of many. New to Big City she started dating.

 

On one particular evening her date opened the doors to the MIT of Poland student's pub for an evening of dancing. They met friends and laughed the night away. The evening was cut short. Her date had a family emergency which required his immediate attention. He turned to his most trusted classmate and asked, "Will you take care of my girlfriend tonight? Make sure no one steals her away."

 

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"Yes, I will take care of her." The trusted classmate replied.

 

The classmate, a native of Big City, was a man who became an entrepreneur at the age of seven and earned his way into the elite engineering university. He was both handsome and worldly. It took just one night for her to fall in love with him although for months she, taking her mother's advice this time, played hard to get.

 

By summer's end when the university students were escaping Big City, they were a couple madly in love.

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After graduation he became Big City's youngest engineer. She wore her beloved pumps to construction sites as a manager. In the evenings they dreampt about the world outside of communistic Poland as they flipped through her dated German Vogues.

 

In 1976 they married.

 

In 1977 I was born in Gdansk, Poland.

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In 1978 he left us.

 

To be continued...

Last Updated on Thursday, 17 February 2011 09:15
 

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# Amy 2011-02-15 22:08
Love and great photos.
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# Kate 2011-02-15 22:09
What a beautiful mother. I'm not surprised. I can't wait for part 2!!
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# crystal d 2011-02-15 22:30
Can't wait for part 2. ...and Wow! do you (and your sister) look like your pretty mother.
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# Sarah 2011-02-15 22:45
Oh I love stories like this. Can't wait for part 2! And I love looking at old pictures :)
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# Miss 2011-02-15 22:50
I bet she fell in love with those AWESOME shirts first. ;)

Love the pics P. You look JUST like your mom in that last one.
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# Kristin K 2011-02-15 22:58
I can't believe how you look so much like your mom ... AND your dad! I mean, are you kidding me? So cool. Love the story so far :)
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# Elaine 2011-02-15 23:13
That photo of them walking together is like something out of a movie! They are lovely and I just adore this story of you already...
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# lceel 2011-02-16 00:41
You've got that whole 'cliff hanger' thing goin' real good.
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# dysfunctional mom 2011-02-16 02:27
Wow, you look just like your mother!
Can't wait to hear the rest.
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# haniaski 2011-02-16 08:43
nice post!
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# megryansmom 2011-02-16 08:56
LOVE!
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# Julie 2011-02-16 09:01
I clicked on the village link at the begining of the story, amazing, and that last line about him leaving... I admit I cried a little.
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# Junebug 2011-02-16 09:07
You look so much like your beautiful mother in the second from the top photo. I too lived through the seventies. They were a great time in history. I graduated high school in 1975 and was married a few months later. I so remember the fashions back then and the clogs. I sewed most of my outfits back then having learned in Home Ec. So I had the cute wide leg pants of that era. I love your mom's watch! This is going to be an interesting read.
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# sarah 2011-02-16 09:12
beautiful pictures.
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# Cita Online 2011-02-16 09:30
What a cliffhanger! ... can't wait to read more.
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# Elena @NaynaDub 2011-02-16 09:31
Oh my gosh. I want more. NOW. ;) Great story so far!
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# Hannah 2011-02-16 10:52
Touching. I can't wait to read more.
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# Renny 2011-02-16 12:27
Ok that seriously looked like you with blond hair! Love it love it love it!
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# Rima 2011-02-16 13:51
I love everything about this post. More, more, more, please!
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# DE Heather 2011-02-16 14:18
I can totally see you in those 2nd and 3rd photos.

Can't wait to read the rest.
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# molly 2011-02-16 14:48
More, more!!
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# Managed Chaos 2011-02-16 15:28
I love everything about this post. LOVE.
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# kristin 2011-02-16 16:36
I too love the story and can not believe how much you look like your mom
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# Al_Pal 2011-02-16 17:05
Wow, amazing.
Thank you for sharing. What wonderful photos!
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# Kate Coveny Hood 2011-02-16 19:18
That second picture of your mother looks just like you! Can't wait for the next installment.
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# alimartell 2011-02-16 20:09
You look tons like your mom. I love it!
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# YoMamaMorris 2011-02-17 08:10
You just started your next book!
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# YoMamaMorris 2011-02-17 08:10
You just started your next book!
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# Mishi 2011-02-17 09:21
That's what I was just thinking!
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# Nerdyredneck Rob 2011-02-17 10:49
GAh! I was totally into the story and get a "to be continued"?

Darned soap operas! Always the same. ;)
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# Avitable 2011-02-17 23:51
I can really see the resemblance with your mom.

What an interesting story so far. I don't even know the story of my parents - I think it's because there was way too much drugs and alcohol involved.
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# tracey 2011-02-18 08:11
Wait: What?? Dude. That is MEAN.

I love old photos...
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# debbie 2011-02-18 16:51
I can't wait to read more! Great storytelling.
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# Nerdyredneck Rob 2011-02-18 17:02
Guys, if Ryan O'Neil was not enough of a lesson then live and learn, NEVER ask someone to take care of your sweetheart!
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# PolPrairieMama 2011-02-19 20:57
Big hugs to you. This was probably hard to share. Your parents and you as a baby are beautiful in the pictures. Thank you for sharing this with us.
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# clarkinfestedwaters 2011-02-23 12:58
You are just the best at telling stories! And, you look exactly like your mother. In.every.picture. Beautiful.
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# Carrie 2011-02-24 20:02
Love this!
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# alexandra 2011-03-02 21:37
You know, in the middle picture, where your mother is looking to the side, you look just like her!!
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Pauline Karwowski, aka OHmommy.

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Happily married mother to 3 Cleveland natives: Jay the son, Lola the daughter, and Fifi the preschooler.

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