Learning To Love
July 19, 2010 by Deborah Calla
Filed under Blog
I have a housekeeper who comes twice a month. She’s 32 years old from El Salvador and she’s a grandmother. Corina, is a lovely and kind woman. When she found out I was a widow she hugged me tight while tears ran down her face. It was not a put on and her gesture was not thought out, it was an impulse by someone who is free with her emotions.
I’ve never seen Corina sad or tired, although I know she struggles to support her family, and the more I get to know her the more I realize she’s happier than a lot of people I know who have plenty of money.
When Corina arrived today I had been thinking of my family, which is in Brazil and Italy, and of my late husband. I was a little sad and wondering why love sometimes is so complicated and why must we hide, and distort the only thing that truly fills us up with hope, connectedness and contentment.