Now here’s where it gets relatable in a different way: both of her daughters live in the capital, Skopje. Braka works at a bank (very official, very responsible), and Stephanija is studying economics in college, which feels like the classic “I’m in my serious era” phase of life.
But the best part? Almost every weekend, they come back home to Rosoman.
And I love this because it says a lot about life here. Even when people move to the city for work or school, home is still home. The pace is slower, it’s quieter, and honestly… probably better food. So on weekends, the house fills back up again. It’s not this big dramatic reunion—it’s just normal life: family, meals, conversation, being together. And I think that’s something that feels different here: independence doesn’t mean distance. You can build your own life and still show up every weekend for lunch with your parents.
Tina mostly gets around by car—which is pretty typical here—but her commute is almost unfairly easy. She lives so close to work that when the weather is nice, she’ll just walk. No traffic, no rush—just a short walk through town and she’s there.
Meanwhile, I’m over here treating my 15-minute bike ride to Stobi like a full adventure.
What I love most, though, is how her family moves between Rosoman and Skopje. I’ve met her daughters multiple times at the bus station when they’re coming home from the city. And every time, without fail, her husband is already there—parked and waiting—so they don’t have to stand outside in the cold, wind or rain.
