The encounter First ultrasound of Zelie where I learned that I was pregnant. I had not planned to get pregnant but I wondered if it really was and deep down I think it wasn't. There was a desire to be a mother, perhaps not in this way. I had the need to affirm that it was an accident for fear of the reactions of my people. Recording phrases: "You don't have a stable situation, you impose an end to your career." This was not so. Letter to Zelie Letter to Zelie where I explain her story and meet her father when I lived in Lebanon.
Zelie's birthday photo at Maria' home on October 26, 2019. Now she is two years old. "Annual" Whatsap of Ahmed, father of Zelie on November 2, 2019. Paper destined for Zelie to open at age 7 where I explain the enigma of the date of her birthday. I lied to Ahmed about the day she get born so he can't ask for recognition and homeland protest. Zelie seemed too small to enjoy a trip in Egypt. With Ahmed we broke the relationship while I was pregnant for 8 months. The pressure of his muslim egyptian family was unsustainable. Intercultural crash, fears and threat. It is done.
Archive photos. (left) identity photo of Maria and her son. (right) I present 5 nature photos i made to maria. She choose the cactus to reflect her relationship with her son who lives 3 streets of us but never comes to visit her. "Xavi always goes to his ball but calls me every day at 9 night. I think it's a matter of character.
Kiss from Zelie to Maria reminiscent of the Sleeping Beauty.
15. Teleassistance pendant for the elderly living alone. (Maria anecdote: I was bitten 4 times to know if I needed anything. I told them that I didn't need it anymore. It was Zelie's fault (who touched the alarm button when playing) Zelie works as an interrupter about Maria allowing her a new respite.)
(Right, selfie on the terrace our building _ Left, Maria selfie on the terrace our building 1965) "Maria, look around you, everything changes and I'm here to ask you the same question. "Am I a good mother? or not. And then there are others around us, those who always have a word to say, always for our good. "I do as I can," I almost force myself to tell them. But in the end, Maria, I do what I want. Just, they do not know it."