vagabond, living out of a bag, sleeping on floors, in tents, &
just about any place my body would fit- I have grown rather
accustomed to being “homeless”. I have assumed the
role of permanent guest- never quite comfortable enough to feel like
part of the family, always careful to be polite & consistently
attempting to be as inconspicuous as possible. This is by no means a
complaint, but rather a realization of the nature of life on
the race- until I arrived in Viile Tecii.
From the moment I walked into the door
of the Stoica household- I knew it was special. I was greeted with
smiles & hugs & it never stopped. It was only a matter of
days before I felt completely at home- I had fallen in love with this
sweet family.
brilliant father & loving husband. Abi is a man that truly grasps
the important things in life- he lives solely to serve the Lord &
love his family. Joy radiates from his very being & he made every
morning brighter as I emerged from my room he would extend his arms
to welcome an embrace exclaiming “Good morning my girl, oh my
girl”. Abi’s wife, Lily, is his perfect complement. Lily is an
unbelievably hard worker & has a great sense of humor. She is
constantly laughing & playing jokes on Abi- to which he receives
with a shake of his head & a huge smile, of course.
children- two sons, Adi & Adi, which makes the male population of
the household quite easy to remember ( Abi, Adi, & Adi- haha) &
two daughters, Andrea & Alex. Andrea & Alex befriended us
quickly & it was only a matter of days before they adorned us
with the name “Sister”. Adi & Adi are best friends even
though 16 years separates them in age. Watching them interact is
rather adorable. Also the younger Adi ( Tiny Adi, as I call him) is
the most precious child to have ever existed, I’m sure of it. He is
mischievous; but his smirk & baby blue eyes enable him to get
away with just about anything.
The Stoicas took me in- no questions
asked. Together we cooked, ate meals, danced, watched movies,
laughed, cried, played, hugged, & loved. The love I received from
this family was undeserved; but I believe that is what made it all
the sweeter. In a way, nothing compares to experiencing undeserved
love. It never quite makes sense; yet it’s too wonderful to ever
oppose. My life was made a little brighter through my time with the
Stoica family. It forever changed my view about the Gypsy people &
taught me to be more generous with my heart.
Tiny Adi are people whom I will never forget. I love them- my sweet
Gypsy family.
