From Italy with Love
Because when there's will, there's no distance
When I was in Germany, I was “adopted” by Carmela, a lovely Italian woman. Back then we used to have lunch together with his husband on weekends. In summer we would go to the pool almost every day. We used to talk a lot and she would always tell me inspiring stories. Now I’m far away, so I call her regularly and we write each other letters because she doesn’t use FB or email. She says I’m her Peruvian daughter. I hope I will be able to visit her someday and hug her again.