The word divorce, like a black big shadow loomed large in every corner. Depression and migraine started to be my pal-friends. Forgotten my looks, my body and my attire, I looked more like a 30 years old grandma.

He had found his way out in drinking and this had brought back his heavy, past demons. Our child was becoming angry and violent. A tight, invisible chain tortured us, taking the air from our chest every day a little more. We were on a down slope and were taking our son with us. We had become so ugly! The same devil inhabited us both. One day he came full of enthusiasm and announced that he would go for a seminar to the University of Happiness, where the tutors and the Teacher would give an answer to our misery and allow love to come back between us and inside of us again; he was shining. I was totally indifferent. “OK, go where ever you like”, was my answer.

After seven days a man knocked the door. He looked like my husband, but his eyes were calm and hot, his arms open for a big hug and his heart could put the entire world inside it and give love, support and power. The next day I immediately started my lessons. I went for seminars, workshops and become one of the Goddesses of the School. Tutors full of patience and creativity taught us who we are, what magic power a woman has inside of her, how a man can be successful and strong, what family harmony is, what is LOVE.

Today, ten months later, we are singing: we are a happy, loving, spiritual family.

We are TOGETHER.

NAMASTE!