Garden Flower

Raised in a Christian environment, in a system of limiting beliefs, trained to be obedient, servile and polite. Quiet to be submissive. Hidden to be explored. She lived for her children, husbands, parents, relatives, studies, work and hierarchical superiors until the beginning of her 55th year when she was swallowed by an abyss that... with the force of a volcano gave her back a life that restarts your count from then on. They are stories of overcoming fears, ego, beauty, beliefs and values. Race against time that consumed his energy, health and hope... Stories of love and love, affection and disaffection. This is CrisLuckei's diary started on 09/27/2023. Please be my guest to follow my trajectory that follows a descending line in terms of chronology, but in a reborn way since its survival count has been resumed. We will only say goodbye when our interaction is no longer possible. Gratitude.