...Anonymous....

One thing surprised me, another person is reading my blogger and criticize how I write in English …this is good for me, is constructive, I will improve my English…and really this criticizes doesn’t bother me, actually reminds me what my grandmother said to me: if people speak about you this mean that you exist and you are not a common woman, this has to make you happy even if they speak about you with bad words…so thank you for your comments, anonymous man or woman…

….last night I had a depressive moment, I just listen music( my old tape with Marc Antony) and cried…I remembered that I lost the only man I have ever loved, the only man that made me fly, that made my hart burned in big flames…and now I am so alone…
…Formerly I said to a colleague of mine that our happiness wont have to be based on men…that we can be happy with or without them, but now I have to say this is not true, this was totally wrong…I need a man beside me to love me, to treat me kind, but above this is my need to love, to give what is best in me for him, to have again the feeling that he is the most important person in the whole world…
…maybe I have to blame spring for my behavior or…I don’t know who or what…or maybe is just me…
…for the Easter period I received an invitation to go in Italy, I don’t know what to do…I don’t know how many free days I will have…I just don’t know…I have to think twice on this problem….