If you only knew how entrancing, how stirringly beautiful the images in my head are, the ones I am unable to express.
It's not as if our lives are divided simply into light and dark. There's shadowy middle ground.
Last weekend was rather cold and windy, but today was a beautiful day. Rynek is full of tourists and locals alike, lines for ice cream shops bend around the block, and summer sunshine is out in full force. Winter sucks, but it makes you realize how beautiful life is when it goes away.
"It was so ugly," my grandmother said of her hometown. In fact, that's what everyone said about Łódź. When my grandmother was growing up, it was a manufacturing hub, covered in smokestacks and pollution. It was never a particularly beautiful city known for architecture or style. Now, with most manufacturing gone since WWII, many of …