My Daughter Is Not a Second-Class Citizen
A mother’s personal testimony about how political rhetoric can become everyday fear — and why changing laws is not enough if the wounds within society remain.
Between Two Countries, Within One Family
Life in My Chosen Home. There are decisions in life that, even at the moment we make them, we know will not simply open a new chapter, but will cast everything that came before in a different light. For me, moving to the United Kingdom with my family was one of those decisions.
“Hello Love!” — The Story of a Hungarian Grandmother from the Easternmost Point of England
As a 65-year-old grandmother who has lived in England for seventeen years, it is difficult to summarise briefly why I left Hungary. It was not one single reason that led me to move abroad, but a series of events that gradually built on one another until they made my life, and my family’s everyday life, impossible.
Without the Right to Return Home
Hungary’s stricter family reunification rules raise difficult questions for Hungarian citizens living abroad with non-EU spouses and families
Between Two Homes: Why I Did Not Feel Homesick for Sixteen Years
Sixteen years ago, I left Hungary for New Zealand, partly to get as far away as possible from what I already saw unfolding at home. To my surprise, I felt at home almost from the first moment. New Zealand became my chosen country: a place where everyday kindness, public dignity and community solidarity made life feel livable. Yet Hungary remained painfully present through my family, friends and the news I followed from afar.
