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Hi
I'm writing to you from paris where i live the last three years with my family
We left 3 years ago with my husband due to a business opportunity, a bit for the experience, a bit because of the situation in greece that seemed to have no future, with the aim that our departure would be something temporary and we'd reutrn "when things got a bit better"
Meanwhile, we doubled. We gave birth to two little children, the "frenchies" as their - bitter because of the distance - grandmother likes to call them. Only they are not frenchies because we are not french like so many others that live and coexist in paris despite their cultural differences
If I wrote you two weeks ago, I'd tell you how much I'd like to come home because I miss my little greece. i miss the sun, the sea and the tasty tomateos.
I miss the rest of my family and my friends. I miss the things I left behind as much as I know that they are not any more the same
I'd have written you how much i want to return and how much i am afraid.
afraid to come back to a country where things weren't "fix" but keep going from bad to worse.
I am afraid of the unemplyment of the misery
I am afraid to raise my children in a non existand state of law
I am afraid of alexis (the PM) and his gang for all that that they'll do and all those that they won't do
I am afraid for education and health coverage that are notions that don't exist. I am afraid of a justice that sleeps deepely.
I am afraid.
And then, friday comes the night and the tragic events that unfolded and I realize that all those that up untill yesterday I was afraid of, are nothing compared to what happened here, what happens everyday in dozens places of the world and can happen again at any time
Yes, my back pain has mostly gone away, but now I'm having some kind of groin pain. Probably a torsion or kidney stones or something. I dunno. **** all y'all.
edit: man, that's a really ****ty x-post. I reiterate: **** all y'all.
If the terrorists had as a goal to spread fear and to make you live with it, in my case, they succeded
Ackawtances, known and uknowon write in their social media pages jesuisparis. Well, I'm not. Because I'm afraid. As I was not charlie either some months back.
Because I dont stand fearless in front of the events to shout about the values of "enlightment" because all of that are lies and I think this is only the beggining.
And that which I am afraid of are not the guns, or the terrorists, it is something nuch deeper that each mother fears for those she brought to the world.
Mothers cry and squeeze their children in their embrace because the world is evila nd times are difficult.
and because they know that the cyrcle of violence does not clsoe with violence as those who have burned their hopes believe, those that have burned the children inside them. mothers cry because they afraid.
these are the thoughts with which i slept friday night. and i also cried as a mother for our present and our future.
and then saturday came and I saw my blossomes (kids) who woke up with hapiness and smiling, and a new day dawned.
and i saw in their eyes, clear, the hope. because she only can defeat fear
and i dont know in what i can hope. where i should go and leave to reasie my "hopes" that dont feel yet- not yet, thankfully - the evil of the world
I know that this world is not good enough for them but that's the one we got. I get lost and i am scared but at the same time i say "clench your teeth, don;t break"
They need you. You and all othe mothers of the world who are rasining HOPES.
will the "hope" win? or will the fear?
I dont know what else to say. In my ears sound the verses of that children's song that kept playing in the replay all wekkend to exorcise the fear:
"chldiren sing in the streets
and their voice changes the world
darkness scatter and the day flowers
like a blossom on the selve (balcony)"
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