It does not seem true!
I came to the end of the day and I still have time to tell everything that happened to me. Whatever it is, you maybe think.

Yep. It’s exactly what I thought this morning when I woke up: another day being a mom, a wife, a winegrower, a worker, a chef … whatever!

I woke up and went to the kitchen. It was soon, very soon. It was late dawn. I prepared the coffee and looked out of the window. What peace, I thought, what tranquility. I saw the rows, I remembered the dedication of my mom Josetta, the enthusiasm in seeing growing every single grape of grapes. The chirping of the birds, the first rays of the sun, that colored flower that was not there yesterday and today is just blossoming.

How beautiful this silence. I enjoyed it, I admit it: this morning I enjoyed the total absence of noises that could divert my attention from the beauty of nature that surrounds us. Just the calm before the storm.

Then, at some point in the distance, here is the first thunder: I hear the noise of a door that opens, the children’s room. Here we are. 3-2-1 … mooooooooom!


That’s how it started shooting the big carousel of my day. Whatever, right?!

Today we thought of making a super picnic. Spend time with my husband and my children, see our family who grows cheerfully in nature, think that I’m building something for them just like my grandfather before, and my mom then, did with me. No, I would not have anything else.


And when you learn to understand this and learn to enjoy the affections, the values of life, such as respect and trust in the family as at work, you realize that everything has a different flavor and scent. Or maybe for the first time you realize how many things you did not even see before, they give you a charge and a power never seen..but only if took in the right way.

For example, this morning I prepared breakfast for the little ones. One of them overthrew the cup of milk and chocolate on him.

You can deal with cases such as these in so many different ways: getting angry because your son did not pay attention. Getting nervous because you think you have to clean up the disaster.

Or, and it’s the way I chose, you still smile at your little one who looks mortified, and you know that your conciliatory smile is enough to make it burst into a loud laugh and you and the others with you. And the sound of laughter attracts the attention of your coming husband and gives you a kiss of good morning.


And the day begins, as we dress and are ready to bring the kids around looking for herbs, through the traces left by the animals that live the nature as we do, as they like to do to us. How it is absolutely right to be. See them running, be careful not to steer the mushrooms, show them the ladybirds, go looking for clowns on this sunny and hot day of the beautiful things we are surrounded.


I will not tell in what conditions we went back home after a full day out! But even in this case, among the games, among the noisy cheers of cheerfulness, we made a bath full of foam and soap bubbles.

And then, tired and destroyed, we put the kids to sleep, not before telling them the story of the gnome and his best friend, a little bird.



And now here I am again. The quiet sound of their breaths of peaceful sleep give me all the joy and strength of this world. I know I’m doing the right thing.

Now I turn off the light and I fall asleep happy as they are.