Veneta Gushterova – Baba Vanga Was a Good Mother
I was 14 years old when I realized that Baba Vanga and Dimitar had adopted me. One day they called me and told me in person that they took me when I was two and a half years old. They didn’t tell me who they took me from, and I also didn’t want to know. I started to cry – I knew that I could leave them if I wanted to, but where could I go? They were the only one I had, they were my parents. We shared good and bad moments together.
My mother always taught me to be a good person and to do good deeds. She liked to say: “Nobody should go out of your house hungry. If you have a sick relative or friend, you don’t leave him alone without being visited.” Every morning she got up very early and cooked for the day, and washed the clothes. Then she started “work” – there were hundreds of people in front of our house every day. I was used to see those long line-ups, and at one point it stopped bothering me.
It wasn’t easy to live with her phenomenon. Her life with Dimitar was difficult. Even though Baba Vanga looked like an ordinary woman, there were things that only me and Dimitar knew. For example, she wasn’t sleeping well at night, she was talking with the dead, Dimitar had to get up early in the morning to lock the doors, as sometimes Baba Vanga was sleep walking. The superior powers didn’t give her peace, and they didn’t allow her to have an intimate life. It really wasn’t easy on Dimitar, but he couldn’t change his destiny.