A sacrifice, one of the first, in sight of our dream.

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We decide to move, me, my husband and our three children , Iago, Nina and Timo.

We leave our life of comfort and certainties to move to Brianza, to my father's house.

The plan was:

“Let’s rent out the house in Milan, stay here for a year, and save up enough to buy our new houseboat.”

In the meantime, I continue my work as a freelancer ukraine consumer mobile number list remotely in the fashion industry, with much less stimulation than that offered by contact with Milanese fashion.

My husband, as a physicist at the National Institute of Nuclear Physics, goes from riding his bike to work for 5 minutes, to having to drive for 3 hours there and back every day.

The children changed schools and had to make new friends in a remote village of 5,000 souls.


And so the first year passes , the premeditated one.

Then the second one too , and suddenly we find ourselves at the end of the third .

Time was passing, inexorably, the children were growing up and it was clear that the money would not be enough.

One day we looked at each other:

“You only live once.”

Now or never, the time had come to play it all, to get what we really wanted.

So we finally sold the house in Milan.