Mirror, mirror on the floor, why is my life lost some more? Okay, this was the old me, who always made a tragedy from misfortune. After the last strike, man, I am still alive and kicking! Hurray! I just woke up and, like Mr. King, "I have a dream!" Good Morning, world, this is Moia, not Iza, but Ms. Hope, alias Miss I don't give a shiteshtain anymore! I've already been through so much. I got under my belt some betrayal, one broken heart, some countries crossing, a little bit of drowning (yup, true story), some close encounter with Ms. Death, and a good laugh thinking that I am still a joker since I am still here after all I have been through. Until yesterday I wore a mask to hide my freshest cut: le divorce! Yup, I finally got it! I am broke but free like a bird.
    Today is a bright new day. You know it is true, what doesn't kill you, it makes you stronger, or in my case wander!
    It was a gorgeous day in September, to be more precise, thirty of the month. So, on that beautiful day, the National Day of Truth and Reconciliation, I decided to leave my married life. It's been twelve hard years of praying that things will work. It took me so long to realize I was in for a heartbreak. You know the first step is always the hardest. Once you are out that door, you know that out there is a big world for a small girl like me.
    It was hard in the past two years, but I made a life for myself. I am alone, but not really. When God is with me, nothing can get me. I am also the proud mom of two furry babies. Don't judge me! I am scared of today's kids. They are so crazy unpredictable, or I am too old for this sport.
    Ladies and gents, let me introduce you to the real me: Miss Hope, the wonder worker. Yup, I wander around the world anytime I get a chance. So far, I've been lucky and have managed to see the countries I had on my bucket list. I might be superficial but don't judge me too harshly. When my dad passed away, he died happy, thinking I was going home to take him on another trip. He went through that mother fucker cancer, dazed. I made sure he went to a beautiful place every summer. Those carefree days had kept him company when he was stuck in chemo.
     I am applying the same culinary recipe. You know, a little bit of sunshine on my side, a drop of the ocean in my life, and so on! I don't regret a thing. This is my life, and I am proud of it! This is me, not the enemy!