Rio De Janeiro

A life spread out for the drugs, an interrupted dream before our target podesse to reach, as much age the promises of loves, said in our stream beds after a tiring day of work, that became our glad and full life of life, dreams on dreams, exactly contrrida for my parents, I did not want to enxergar what he was for coming, what he reserves me to the future! Some time behind, when still a young mother I became involved myself, with a youngster, in a community, was a diligent young youngster, at least the my eyes, my parents will not approve our relationship, more loved I it that I abandoned all college, and famila, to live in its company! More the ungrateful destination the same that it iniu in them, also separated in them, of a very tragic form, although good husband a person of simple life, and created I in the luxury had everything that a young woman could have to the sides of the parents, I changed to this everything for love, to a poor man of community. Tdo this going very well, when I left my home and I was to live with it, immediately afterwards in a tragic accident in a Highway, in the city of Rio De Janeiro who resulted in the papa death, mine protector, and with it almost was my mother, then exactly in the little age, I soon became owner of house early, and cuidadora of my mother, who almost dies also! Until there all good, all certainty with many difficulties, and my mother started an intensive therapy to recover of the accident, and I taking care of of mine filhos.meu husband and giving to assistance my mother, when it already was almost if recouping, one more time, I also feared the loss of mine me that hvia entered in depression, and together with depression one (HVC), and I find one more time me in desperation, without knowing what to make, plus a good friend that he is God it to me gave in return, and already when found that everything had finished, came most worse, because of a debt of drug in the one of the mounts cruel destination treacherous it cut with a scythe the life of my Husband, leading the death, and one more time, vi all my dreams to pull down, about that moment I thought, is moment to stop and to think and to reflect in everything that to happen, and to start the words and advice of my mother to listen..