New Web address

www.thatshamori.com

Join along with the Hamori family as they travel 10 months around Europe, renovate their Budapest apartment, and buy a B&B in the South of France!

Should be quite the family adventure. 9 week until we leave!!

One Year to Live

One year left to live, what would you do? Where would you go? What would be important to you, and how would you spend your precious time left on earth? With friends and family or travelling to the places you have always wished to visit? Would you buy the fastest car your savings could buy and drive on the AutoBahn or would you drink yourself into oblivion? All viable options but what if you weren't dying? Shouldn't we live each day as if it were our last? Why not live your best life now instead of waiting for that pivotal tragedy that awakens you from the day to day grind. Our auto pilot emotionless existence, way too similar to our parents, where comfort and security are the bottom line of our needs, yet we ask little more from our lives. Heaven forbid we slightly move out of our comfort zone into uncomfortable change. But the question is, "Is this your life?" I know it is, but is it really your dream life you couldn't wait to get too? Maybe you are stuck in a job you dislike, or a marriage that doesn't quite fit or debt you can't manage. But if you build it they will come. Match your life with your true passion and everything falls into place.

These questions prompted our family into the next Hamori family adventure!

Yes we have a beautiful life. Canada is a wonderful place to live, good health care. Money is not a problem. It steadily comes in, we pay our bills on time. The difference for us, is that when the money grew our bills never did. This allowed me to stay home with the kids for many years. Then life became about what mattered to me, the causes I fight for, the people I surround myself with, and personal growth. But this is not just my life to live on the back of my husband, who comes home stressed and exhausted. It's his life too. And why wouldn't he deserve the same luxury of self growth he allows for me. I am not saying that staying home is a piece of cake, and that I don't work my tail off cooking homemade meals each day, or growing a bio-intensive organic garden fro my family to eat from, or teach my kids to read and write, and all the things life as a parent entails. What I realized that being a parent was in fact my true self, being home with my babies was my life ambition, and I felt a huge reward having the time to figure that out. When I found my groove all the elements in my life started to jive. Among being a mom, I found a passion for Montessori Education, volunteered at the children's school, started a block watch in our community and began to blog. My circle of friends grew around me with people I love and respect, people I truly learn from. So I wasn't idle eating bonbons watching soaps, I was my husband's equal partner, and my true self. As such I worked 100% of the time to the best of my ability. You work much harder at something you love, but how can we do the same for Alfonz?

Solution: A year of travel through France, with the option to buy a Gite, live there and run it. The idea is to spend as much time together as we can, while the kids are young enough to assimilate to a new culture. A place where family and health are important to it's people, and a strong economic future. A land with warmer weather, 320 days of sunshine per year and a close journey to our home in Budapest. This would give our family the life we deserve. One that focuses on time currency and not just chasing the dollar.

We are preparing by learning French, Alfonz and I at Gabrielle-Roy Elementary night school program, and the kids have Fatiha a hired primary school teacher originally from Africa with a great understanding between the subtleties of Persian and Francophone French. So far so good! Angelina and Daniel absorb quickly and of course Alfonz is the master linguist and I sadly fall 4th, but if determination counts for anything I get an A+!

The vision looks like this. A large home in the Languedoc region in the South of France. Close to tourist attractions and on route to the sea. A garden with a large table over looking a spectacular view of the Pyrenees mountains or rolling countryside or something of that nature. Travellers around a table and me serving them a Sunday Coq Au Vin meal or the like with ingredients from my beautiful garden that happens to seed twice a year! I see a house with a kitchen that we would live in and I see an adjoining house with 3 separate rental suites/rooms or floors for guests to stay in. I see a swimming pool and a beautiful vineyard. The sun is setting, our glasses toast and our life would be restful, rewarding and happy.

The kids might enjoy long days in the Mediterranean Sea, learn the language and absorb the culture. I see Alfonz fixing up the house, and taking the kids to school, maybe finding a new business venture, or take a course in cooking or drawing. He happens to have the soul of a true artist. How he ever became a successful businessman I will never know! I can see him taking guests on day trips to Paris or Montpellier. A tour guide with 4 languages under his belt, he might find his dream life too.

It's a funny thing, actually. We started to tell people we are moving to France, the first response is one of great disbelief. I guess many have dreams that seem implausible. People often wish they could move across the world to a land they visited once in there twenties. And France being the most visited tourist destination in the world, I guess it's a common goal. The difference is I happened to have married a man that no matter what I have ever suggested, as crazy as it may seem, he never said as much. He always said, "If it's that important to you, we will make it happen." And in return I give the same courtesy.
Like some say, "great opportunities come along but once in a life time", well we believe great things come along often, especially with information being passed along so rapidly. Our family is constantly dreaming, and wishing and improving and when opportunity comes a knocking we have always jumped in head first and relished the change.
So if you think we are dreaming, yes of course we are. If you think we are crazy, maybe so. But if you need a rental Gite in the South of France, give us a call, because on the off chance this dream does come true, feel free to visit!
Let the Hamori family adventure begin!

That's Hamori!
Eva

My Nagypapa

As we get older, we get stronger, and while people we love leave us, we eventually understand death is part of life. Imagine the wisdom and realizations a man of 94 might have.

94 wow... almost a century. He was born at the end of the Austro-Hungarian empire and lived through two World Wars. Living in Hungary when they invented the first ball point pen, he was there when the world watched the first plane fly, and alive when they invented the assembly line. He saw the Industrial Age turn into the Information Age, was one of the first to see TeleVision. What an exciting time to live and be young!

Imagine a poor farming family, with 9 children, working their land, with little education, struggling to survive. What are the odds of the youngest of that family, leaving everything he knows, escaping during a revolution to find safe haven for his own family all the way in Canada from Bakonysarkony, Hungary? I'd say it depends on how determined that man was to finding a good life for the family he waited so long to have. Traveling across the world to start again is brave. But a man of 40 is truly an adventurous soul. With two small boys in tow, with little more than the clothes on their backs, he left everything behind to find a better life, to reap the land of the free, and travel to the Americas.

Nagypapa found a better living, and maybe an easier life, but he missed Hungarian and it's rich culture. He missed the music, the flavours, and his family. He a strong Hungarian patriot to the end.

He was a dignified man, and going from a well respected train conductor position in Hungary to a hospital janitor at the Jubilee Hospital in down town Victoria, BC, he still managed to hold his head up high, dress well and supported his family. He quickly bought a house and car, the best furniture he could afford and saved his money. This immigrant did better than most people who live their whole lives in one country with loads of family support and friends behind him. But her did if alone, with no support. In fact he supported his family in Hungary until the day he died. His conservative nature, 'saving for the best' mentality was something we can all learn from. Do not live past your means, he'd say, never use credit cards, and the key to longevity is under eating, He never actually said the last one, he showed us every time he left the last bite of two on his plate. That way you never go for another plate of food. I smiled, knowing Nagymama couldn't throw away good food and would throw his last piece into her mouth! His determination got him to 94. These are the things I learned from my grandfather.

What I loved the most about my Nagypapa, is he insisted on big family gatherings when I was young. We would gather with our cousins and camp or travel, have big Christmases with whole roasted pork with the apple in it's mouth. The happiest memories I will carry through my life are with him at the head of the table, with his sons lovingly at his side, and the grandchildren all around.

Nagypapa had a beautiful life. His life like a thread connects us all. He lives through his sons, and on to his grandchildren. I see him when I look in the mirror or into my son's face. I see it in my cousin and her children and my niece too. I feel him around me, his imprint on us. His life is ours to carry forward, and he lives on. We are the fabric of his life. And when I look around I see a beautiful family he was proud of. A life worth every breath.

People tend to be so distracted in their lives, isolated to their TV's and video games, that what Nagypapa represents is almost extinct. Family values, loving one another, time together, family dinners around a big table. Those are the things I pass forward to my family. Good home cooked meals, laughing with loved ones, travelling visiting family. I am so glad I had my Nagypapa to teach me so many amazing things about life.

I love you Nagypapa, Until we meet again.

Love
Eva

My Nagymama

Today my Nagymama past away. I have no pictures of my Grandma, she always said save the film for the beautiful people, like the kids, not an old ugly woman like myself. We would try to take her picture, usually ended up with hand in front of face shots.

My Nagymama would wait at the top of 13 flights of stairs. She would peer down the shaft, looking over the rod iron railing, smiling as we climbed luggage in tow. The familiar smell of the 100 year old building would remind me of her long before I reached the top to hug her and smell her clothes. A smell of cooked food, and hair spray from the salon she got her done at right before. She would be covered in tears by the time we got to her. Happy tears of joy as my mother, her daughter, would reunite for their once a year visit.

It was the same scene each and every year I can remember. Staring out, my mom carried me the 13 flights. Her a beautiful 21 year old mom visiting her mommy since moving away to Canada to start a life of her own. But she never really fit in to Canada, and was riddled with home sickness. She worked and saved every penny to have longer and longer visits with her mom.

As the years turned over, my mom became the mother of teenagers, and I would race her up those stairs and would kiss my Nagymama's cheek before she got there and make my way in to the comfort of our Hungarian home. Now, nearly 40, and I carry my kids up the same stairs to visit my Nagymama

Nagymama has seen me at our worst, best and finally my very best as a mother of two. She took care of us, and slowly over the years we took care of each other and then finally we took care of her.

She lost her husband very young, and recently her only son.
There's been many adventures up and down those stairs. Fights with lovers, rain drenched outings with groceries in tow, and even robbers coming in at night. And every time the door opened, my grandmother would meet me with the same smile, the same tears in her eyes, and even the same purple coloured apron that I got to know.
I knew her smell, I knew her face, and loved her for exactly who she was. My mothers world. My mother's best friend. The same relationship I hope to have with my daughter.

MMS experience

I started taking one drop in the morning, increased to two by night, then three the next morning and so on until day 10. I had finally reached the max dose of 15 drops, and then my body reached it's tolerance level. I had a headache that did not go away, nausea and the runs for 24 hours. I stopped taking MMS at this point. I went online to try to understand what happened. I slowly increased, double and triple checked my components...Huh!
What I learned was that was all my body could manage to process until I got the reverse effect. I haven't been able to do the maintenance dose, as even thinking about after 10 days, still gives me a nausea reflex action.
The day after, maybe two I came out of it thinking whatever. But then I realized as I spun my daughter around in circles, lifting her the day through, that I had in fact no arthritis pain! It didn't really dawn on me until the sickness left completely, and I had a moment to reflect. I too account, yes my back was aching from my previous injury, but the throbbing ache, gone. Joint pain, hmmm no nothing, and my neck, stiff from over working out, but no rheumatoid or degenerative continual pains.
SO of course I am still waiting for an on set, thinking, maybe it's working as a placebo, but here 10 days since taking it, I am grave pain free. If by chance it does come back, I will take MMS again for 10 days, and not reach full dose. Just in case!

At this time I am enjoying life with great force and vengeance, taking each giant stride to the next task, ad ticking everything off my list while I can!

Eva

A New Cure?

MMS is the name of the cure, discovered by Jim Humble on a mining contract in South America when members of his crew got sick with malaria, and help was a 2 day journey away. His theory went into play and he used "stabilizing oxygen" a liquid solution of sodium chlorite in a very small quantity, and after a few hours cured his staff. Since then he has put his experimental treatment to the test, and found that it works with the acid levels of your stomach. Now he had devised a formula to perfect the potency of the mixture. His goal was to have this cure readily available to anyone in the world at a small cost for curing disease, by purifying the water in your body. If this went a medical discovery route it would be very expensive.

I truly believe that natural products need to be addressed when it comes to cures. The only way they get government approval if the big corporations can make huge amounts of profits on them. Or else they get vetoed by the medical industry. They are not in the business of finding cures but making money on drugs you take.

I have been taking it for 2 days now. I am wondering if the placebo is taking effect or if it is actually working. Cross your fingers that I don't die in a crazy comma, my body having it's own effects on medicine and potency, and I just end up clean as a whistle!

The way it works is exactly the same way you clean your pool. If you eliminate harmful bacteria and viruses from the water it is safe to swim. In the body the theory applies to the water content of your body, if I understand correctly, eventually I won't have any disease. Arthritis is the main thing I want rid of. But minor brain defects if they are viral also may be cured ;)

So cross your fingers and wish me luck the adventure begins!

If you found yourself on a deserted Island, who would you choose to keep you company? It's an old question we like to contemplate. Do you choose your lovely spouse whom you already work so well with, and know like the back of your hand, or do you choose someone famous and knowledgeable to learn from? Who could sustain your interest on those long days on the Island with nothing to do?
Some choose Jesus, but you would have to learn his language, would take up years just to get that down, not to mention getting used to his powers of dinner just appearing, and walking on water, might take some of the fun out of learning to survive on that floating mound. And even if you spent years listening and learning, who would listen and learn from you. Jesus couldn't possible learn a thing from me, and having an equal relationship with someone may be more interesting.

But I already know my husband...hmmm

So what about an interesting person you don't know well, but someone so totally different that you may learn from one another. Someone good looking, of course we all have our needs, and maybe someone that could challenge you to try to get off the Island.

Einstein may be a good choice. Picking each others mind, I can catch him up to date on all the invention he doesn't know about. My goodness, imagine teaching him about the common things we take for granted, but then there's always the question about those cold night under the stars....cuddling up to Albert might not be the most favourable option.

Elvis would be fun for a while, but the one genre of music may get to me after a week, and even though the nights might be fun, he doesn't seem the type to hold my attention.

Leonardo Decaprio. Smart and hot, totally different from me, might be a good match. ;)

Just kidding I would pick Alfonz! He can chop the wood, I can forage for food, he still has loads to teach me, and I am never bored. It's the right combo of yin and yang. I just hope the Island is just big enough to get away from each other when we fight, so we can make up after! I guess even on the Island this rule applies.

Oh wait! after rereading this I decided I want them all! Now that would be an interesting Island to live on. Elvis could entertain, Leo and Alfonz would be buddies, and Albert and I can figure out how to get off the Island. I realize I changed the rules of the game, but I want it all! It is my Island and my fantasy after all!