Can’t forget the days of the earthquake. They broght me a new Life, a different perspective on everything, Hope…
It’s still hard to look around knowing that what collpades can’t always be rebuilt, that all our lives have dramatically changed.
But I’m happy when I think about the little girl born in those days, the scent of the roses in my garden at dawn (when I was
always wide awake), and the coming of summertime.
Now I can say that every day is colourful, and I can appreciate that.
My creative writings will reflect, from now on, the gifts that I receiveid during that unique period. It has turned out to be a great moment of growth and consciousness.
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