Anastasia Medytska's Blog

Sitting on the porch of my Grandmother’s house in Ukraine, chewing sunflower seeds, eating таранька and playing cards.That’s where I feel happy.

It’s where I was born and spent my childhood. A childhood immortalized in my mind as one of never-ending bliss. I’m not sure if it’s my faulty memory that betrays me or if it really was a time when I was truly happy, my brain uncluttered with worries and problems. Thinking back to it I remember constant parties at our apartment, my birthdays with the assortment of delicious homemade cakes my mother used to make, the packages that arrived from our Grandparents in America, which me and my cousin would voraciously unpack, bursting with excitement and anxiety to find out what surprise was packed inside. I lived with my mom, dad, aunt, uncle, and two cousins- all packed into a small two-bedroom apartment. It was crammed and crazy, but I’d never been happier. Then, my cousins moved away to America and we followed the year after. My grandparents passed away, both from cancer. All the relatives grew up and moved on. I don’t get fancy homemade cakes for my birthday anymore. And it seems as if my parents don’t have any friends here. Not to mention all the fighting that goes on between them- a reason I’m staying in the city for college, I’m the mediator. The one that defends my mom and calms down my brother. But I guess that’s what growing up is about. It’s about all the experiences- good AND bad. I wouldn’t be the same person if I didn’t have both. So who exactly is that person?

I’m indecisive and I get bored easily, always seeking new and exciting things to satisfy me.

I love photography and fashion.

I want to travel the world. Meet people and learn everything I don’t know. I never want to be stuck in one place for my whole life. What’s the point of having such a diverse and lively planet if we don’t bother to see it? So I spend a lot of time on travel sites, planning my future trips. Nerdy, I know.

I love to bake.

I’ve had a job since I was 13. I try to save most of my money for travelling.

I have an amazing brother. He’s eight and adorable…and smart and kind and can cheer anyone up. We kind of come in a two-for-one package. If you get to know me, you will undoubtedly get to know my brother.

My mom inspires me in so many ways. She has an ethereal calm about her, as if she’s never afraid of anything. I work to be more like her. To get past my cynicisms and judgments. To believe in people and always assume the best in every situation.

Even though I’m not in the bubble of effervescent childhood anymore, I find happiness in new things. In meeting new people, in trying new foods, in just hanging out with my brother. And whenever I visit Ukraine I can still indulge in those childhood memories.

So that’s where I’ve been and who I am. On the part of where I’m going, I have absolutely no idea. Hopefully around the world…

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