What I earned on that 28th day of August was bigger than a galaxy compared with all that was lost.
I always knew August was my least favorite month. In 2014 I had to "swallow the frog" by accepting the August month would be bringing to me (and until the end of my days) a revolution on my life's dynamics, the greatest gift I had been gifted in my existence: I became the mother of a wonderful and perfect child, despite all the scares preached by consultants and widwives at the last minute on my pregnancy. I lost a lot. Some people stopped talking to me; some others I decided