I’ve watched Izabela improving since we were little, as we went to the same music school. Her parents are also musicians, they trained her, so at 7 years old she was better at singing than my other classmates. In 4th grade, we formed a band and began to sing at school concerts, and we always went together singing carols during Christmas with many voices.
After I moved in with my boyfriend, she always called me when she had a concert and, almost every time, I was there, to support her.
Little by little she became popular in our home town, and then her popularity skyrocketed when she joined the Voice of Romania. I supported her in the backstage. I was so excited for her that I couldn’t stop trembling.
After this huge step, she instantly became to be recognized by people on street as the girl from the Voice. She didn’t reach the final, but her popularity grew enough anyway.
But things are getting better and better. Last week I went to support her at X Factor, where she had an amazing performance. She was a little feverish; emotions don’t stop just because you have a little experience. They keep showing, you just learn how to manipulate them.
I had to wait 7 hours to see her perform, being the last one to go up on stage. But it was worth it.
I was very proud and when finally I met with her and her parents, we started jumping up and down, as if we were some kids. Her parents thanked me for always being there to support her: “I would never miss something so important”.
But they don’t know that it’s also a selfish act, that I am so proud to be her friend and that I love to see her singing appreciated by so many people.