"Isabel, do not tell me you want to throw in the towel! After so many sacrifices and at a time when our family organization, and 'finally took off! I think you should think about better ... "The Captain presses.
" if I go all the way, I do not think being able to govern the consequences. Risk of being even more time away from home when I know 'that children grow, they will still need me anymore. "
" Isa, but you do not know the roads may be open in two years ... You can not stop at the door without opening it to see what is' behind. If then embarked on the road should be incompatible with a peaceful family life, then I will be the first to ask you to think a step back. I believe that, sometimes, are not children and husband to require a waiver but the fear of leaving the pens. I can not see you overwhelmed by fear, Isabel. Love your world and you're in the fray with all itself. Do not be paralyzed by that rotten there ', go ahead. "
I echo the words of Captain for the umpteenth time while loading the washing machine. Relaxes me this: cuddle me thinking that there is something to do the work to my place. Isabel, can you imagine what would have to wash everything by hand, from tiny socks to a thousand sheets wet from Charles pee irrepressible Anna Chiara?
are at a crossroads: the intersection of all the ancestral women who swing between the profession and family, displaying or concealing amazing stunts. The truth 'that he might not know the risk. The truth and' I love to put in things in which I see clearly the start and end. The unknown destroys me. The my life professional, as well as family, were uncovered by insurance.
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