FEBRUARY 1980
On February 28th, 1980...
I gave birth to my first child and everything had to be joy, but this was not the case, death occurred without any warning and that child expected for 9 months was born dead, the umbilical cord was fatal to him. The joy of waiting disappeared, there were only tears and anger. So angry that it didn't show me anything good anymore.
When I left the hospital, I met a disabled child and I said to God: 'Did you think that if you had given him to me like this, I would not have known how to love him?'
Back home with Giuseppe we disassembled the cradle, kept the layette [babyuitzet] and in the end hugged each other in our love, and we said to ourselves: 'We have to start all over, but together we will do it!'
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