Categoria: Pensieri di una mamma expat

It doesn’t exist anymore! My little room..my home on the fourth floor where I grew up..where I took my first steps and said my first words..all this it’s gone!! This weekend I was out with my family, my husband and my daughter, and we went to the Natural History Museum. I love to go there…

“What super hero would you like to be? Who would you like to be?” They aren’t easy questions…if you think carefully you have an infinite of possibilities to choose from..infinity powers to desire..but just one choice. But I never had doubts. I’ve always chosen just one of them: the gift of immortality.. Too selfish? Rude?…

My crazy, curly, little one and half year old lady has decided to let go of my hand and to walk by herself. She’s very determined but she only feels confident to do it only at home. If it depended on just for her, she’d spend every morning and night walking back and forth from…

I’ve already said that London for me it’s the Thoughtful city. I was told that is one of the most caotic city in the world and people become upset and angry for all this confusion, caos, overpopulation… For me was different. We live in Kensington between two big and lovely parks (Holland Park and Kensington garden)…