When I look back on how it all started when I newly arrived in St Petersburg, I have no regrets at all. At first, it seems like hell, but as time goes by, everything veers.
Martha, my lovely daughter, my heartbeat, my joy giver, the replacement of my wounded soul, she is now four years old.
A very promising young child. Smart and intelligent. I have promised to take her home by next year. She really needs to go and match her feet on the soil of her mother.
Also, an opportunity for me to meet with my sister Lizzy, whom I left behind without a trace of my whereabouts.
I am so filled with joy with the new promotion I got recently in my workplace. Double promotion to start with, this is just more than incredible and indescribable. My heart overflows with joy. At least my salary is encou
