When you just know… this was your husband’s console

When I was little I dreamed of becoming an interpreter. And not just any interpreter: I wanted to grow up and be a Conference-Interpreter-Who-Works-For-The-Parliament. One might argue that that is ordinary, as I wanted to be just like my mum. The only thing that sets me apart is that… well, I never changed my mind. Twenty years after I made that resolution I became what I dreamed of becoming. But growing up I never expected that I would get married at 27 years of age get married to a fellow Italian and – God forbid! – a colleague! And yet, … Continue reading When you just know… this was your husband’s console