ABSTRACT
I have changed a lot since he died. For the first time I learned to accept help from others And I think that I became more open—as for myself I know better what I really want from life, what I am afraid of and also who I am. And I stay myself even in company with others—And yes, I think I can really be proud of myself that I have managed everything so well. All these things have prevented me from going crazy: I had to be a mother for my children and I had to worry about all these financial things, otherwise we would be broke by now…. And sometimes I think of myself as a lucky person, being a single mother, even when everything has also a tragic aspect.
