Categoria: Pensieri di una mamma expat

Never finished films. Series looked  through someone else’s eyes. Nights broken in two. Sleepiness.. heaviness.   Though you are my Everything. My air. My drug. It’s so nice to watch you eating, sleeping laughing. Growing up.. Your little hands in mine. Your arms tight around my neck. Forever🌸

Yes, I’m a woman. Yes, I’m a wife. But not a normal one. I’m an expat wife!! Do you think it is not unusual? Believe me, it is. An expat’s wife lives an incredible life.. every day could be different from the previous one. Every day you could live an incredible day: waking up among…

You were before all of us. You saw us born, grow and even dye. You have been patient and you’ve always forgiven us. We don’t deserve it, I know… even if among us there are a lot of good people..but we treated you too badly. I just want to thank you because for me you…

Living in a soap bubble with the fear of breaking it from one moment to another. I’m safe here.. but I can’t live like this forever. A stronger whiff of wind, a braver ray of sunshine, a more annoying drop of rain…and everything ends. But now I’m still here. Let me stay in my soap bubble.…