Oh Zoe, sorry to hear about! Come to give you a hug! Poor step mother also. Not enough words to send compassion toughts.
Dears, it seems that the time was come.... I bought the fly tickets! OMG..i am again scarried to death. Lot of memories, lot of mixed fellings, images that I believed that are forget, good and bad ones.....looooool....A fib again, tachycardic Zuzi, looool, could one of you go in my place in Canada, I could pay you the trip, looool
Tim Horton coffe smell in my nose, and sesame bagel tosted with butter (never I like it but I drink it...looool), couple of my friends there few but friends, my DD playground and my Fado friend, my library and my "universal" feminist friend selling DVDs in her own store and cooking in her free time for us, bad people with false smile foxy on their face and good people from all over the world. A round smiling face man who give me to eat when I didn't have money to pay...."you will pay me one day" a sweety...a quebecoise girl making me a theory about outside and insed balconies like people soul...she had right! I need to invite them to a restaurant, my polish lady who give me my first credit card and the first feelings that I need to fly!
How I will react now after seeing with other eyes the reality....the same...people are the same they never change....is hard..and is the lesson that I learnt, people never will be change just us we belive that!
Hope that I will meet nice people in my trip and hope that my hotel room has jacuzzi, loooooool!
Enjoy all, live your life happy and let others also to live their life!
And a song....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2R_sRzPNOA
Is so hard....