Here I am again at home, although I am a little calmer now, the most difficult part is coming after having seen that room in that house. The last thing I want is to enter mine, but I must do it, this is my house, I can't let them win the battle here in my own house! I won't allow it, this is my life, all those bad memories should stay in Greece.
In this home, only peace and love will prevail, that's what I want my son to perceive from now on. I know it will be hard, I would be a liar if I said I am ready to move on. Because right now it's a lie, I just wish this was a nightmare and that my husband would come through that door to celebrate my pregnancy. Make love to me and then sleep in each other's arms like always, I wish to see him in the kitchen, in the gym, or even in the bathtub, but
