2009, May 22

After almost 2 years of doubts, hopes and worries:

I have started TODAY to be on medication for a Multiple Myeloma, a malignant tumor of the bone marrow (I am at the fisrt stage of this illness).

TODAY is the first day of my NEW LIFE PROJECT.

TODAY  I have started again to work IN writing a book , which has been for many years one of my research projects, in order to finish this my engagement of "before".

TODAY I have received a letter.

The mother of a young poet (with her I am in touch  because of my voluntary service) communicated to me that her daughter has started again to cry and to talk about her problems. I have invited her for a Poetry Reading in Rome and the responsible of the Community, where she now is living, (it easy to understand that it should be a therapeutic community) allows her to come to Rome for a day.

TODAY one other person has started perhaps a new project of life.

TODAY I have smiled again with my husband Ottavio, the best man in the world.

To many events have happened today and I am writing this words in order to expose my  thoughts in the bulletin board  of this new community into which I entered and within which I will remain for many years (perhaps during the resting time of my life), the community of people who has cancer, so that if someone passing  through the hospital corridors, with pain in the body and the heart, may read and perhaps consider the medicaments as a part of e new project of life, which contains also, perhaps new possibilities for some good enountering.

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From here shoud start my new diary (in addition to that which registers my reasearches and work engagements) .

Today is August 12. three months passed since I started to be on medication. I have been faithful to my promises. I am continuosly studying and working; but I am everything  except a perfect person. The medicaments are changing my physical face and my psyche. I am very nervous allthough I smile rights and links., also to myself.

Only with Ottavio, the best man in the world, I allows me to cry. He accept my tears and make me laughing everytime he is able to.