alive in April, I come out of it changed

[muniyaakter]

In the meantime Marco and I get married , we cook, eat and bake two cream puffs: Luigi in 2017 and Matilde in 2019. Imangy, the blog born from a dilemma: is it better to be a hypocritical mother or an example for her children? 2 We come to the following year, to the pandemic . In March 2020 my mother was hospitalized during the first wave. My sister and I literally save her life by insisting on hospitalization. I am grateful that I was born determined. Mom gets out of it .

“You work all your life, head down an rwanda business email list d submissive, then a pandemic comes along and sends you to hell everything. Does it make sense to live like this? Does it make sense to tell your children 'follow your dreams' and then I'm the first to bury my head in the sand?” By now the ravine was there, I could see it and I was walking towards it, with shaky legs but increasingly aware. “You should be a food blogger,” a new friend told me. At this point, I tell myself, it's better to try, then, if it goes badly, we'll change direction.


I also had Marco read it, his head exploded too and Marketers and Dario gained a new follower. The end of September arrived . “How I would love to go to Marketers World!” I confessed. But three days without mom seemed too much. How would they take it? They were too young and needed help at home. The truth is that, as much as I felt like an emancipated woman, I still felt the inner calling to “always have to be there” . Marco was my greatest fortune : “You don’t even have to think about it: just go.