Sicily is changing. It has changed so much from my first visit here 2007 and from the year I moved here 2009. It is a positive change with some hard times during the Lombardo era that made me seriously thinking of taking a small paus living half time abroad. But then a door opened and slowly things changes.
During the hard times here, and those times comes automatically wherever you live, I think about the young italian woman I read about a while ago. Her dream was to be an architect and got into an university to start her road. There she met a man and got pregnant. The man abandoned her and pressed her to make an abortion, but she did not want to. Her mother did not support her either, nor any other people too…just one classmate. She gave birth to the child, passed her exam, opened her own architect studio and was able to bring her child to work. Then child started school and things got a little bit easier.
When her studio started to go well, the man suddenly appeared in her life and wanted to be forgiven. He got forgiven, but she did not want to have him in her life. Her mother tried to push her to take him back, because that is the right thing to do she said.
When times get hard, I think about this and ask myself What is my fucking excuse. Get up and start moving!
This is also a classic example how things are changing from the old traditions to young brave women out there daring to take their own road despite that the closest world turns their back on them.
Love stories like this. I save them. Gives inspiration and strength!
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Svenska
Sicilien f?r?ndras. Det har f?r?ndrats s? mycket fr?n mitt f?rsta bes?k h?r 2007 och fr?n ?ret jag flyttade hit 2009. Det ?r en positiv f?r?ndring med n?gra h?rda tider under Lombardo eran som fick mig allvarligt att fundera p? en liten paus och bo halva tiden utomlands. Men d? ?ppnades en d?rr och l?ngsamt f?r?ndras saker.
Under de tuffa tiderna h?r, och dessa tider kommer automatiskt oavsett var du bor, t?nker jag p? den unga italienska kvinnan jag l?ste om f?r ett tag sedan. Hennes dr?m var att bli arkitekt och blev beviljad till ett universitet f?r att starta sin v?g. D?r tr?ffade hon en man och blev gravid. Mannen ?vergav henne och pressade henne att g?ra abort, men hon ville inte. Hennes mor st?dde inte henne heller, eller n?gra andra m?nniskor heller…bara en klasskamrat. Hon f?dde barnet, passerade hennes examen, ?ppnade sin egen arkitekt studio och kunde ta med sitt barn till jobbet. D? barnet b?rjat skolan blev det lite enklare.
N?r hennes atelj? b?rjade g? bra, d?k mannen pl?tsligt upp i hennes liv och ville bli f?rl?ten. Han blev f?rl?ten, men hon ville inte ha honom i sitt liv. Hennes mamma f?rs?kte pressa henne att ta honom tillbaka, eftersom det ?r enda r?tta att g?ra, sade hon.
N?r tiderna blir sv?ra, t?nker jag om detta och fr?gar mig sj?lv Vad ?r min j?vla urs?kt. Upp och hoppa!
Detta ?r ocks? ett klassiskt exempel p? hur saker och ting f?r?ndras fr?n de gamla traditionerna till unga modiga kvinnor d?r ute som v?gar g? sin egen v?g, trots att den n?rmaste v?rlden v?nder ryggen emot dem.
?lskar historier som denna. Jag sparar dem. Ger inspiration och styrka!
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