I imagined sharing it with family and friends, with a smile of humility and hopefulness plastered on my face, eager to experience the moment they expressed being proud of me for reaching my dreams.
Not exact matches
Try to
imagine, for instance, the interpersonal friction and lack of privacy which results from cramming two parents and six children into one, cockroach - infested room
with a primitive kitchen and a toilet
shared with three other
families.
Education is needed, change in policies at the local level are needed, the level of homelessness among
families with young children needs to decline, but in the meantime there are
families who don't have the option (the laudromats near us are pretty clear in this policy as are the daycares, and I had more than one funny look from guests when they saw me putting diapers into the washing machine, I
imagine the reaction in
shared housing is more difficult to battle.)
Social networks have changed my way of being a mum: connecting
with incredible people,
sharing experiences, discovering different ways to face daily problems... I can not
imagine my life and my
family without all this precious stuff.
Imagine the thought of your
family not having the money needed to remain in the home they
shared with you, should you pass away unexpectedly.
Imagine that you
share with your
family that you suspect your husband of an affair, or you think your wife drinks too much.