Maternity Blues Page #2

18 times while he slept.

He went straight from sleeping

to the afterlife.

Why don't you get on with the others?

They say I'm arrogant, selfish...

But I accept criticism too.

You won't believe what they said

about my son.

What was he like?

His eye's were like Max's...

his father. Yellow!

Yellow like a cat's eyes.

I love cats, I only trust them.

Maybe I'm an animal too.

There's a Charlie Brown cartoon strip

where he's camping with Linus

under a starry sky and Linus

is going on about how

each galaxy contains

billions of stars.

Then Charlie gets irritated

and says:
"l miss my dog".

I miss my son.

Even if the first sensation I had

when they told me he was dead

was...

a sense of relief.

I don't know about you, but "mother"

wasn't exactly my character.

The world thinks we're crazy.

But no one thinks it's crazy

to bring a child into the world.

- Good morning, Clara.

- Good morning.

Have a seat.

How are you feeling?

You seem better.

I'm glad to see that.

How are you getting on

with your room-mates?

Fine.

Okay. You've started

a hairdressing course.

How's it going?

It was my childhood dream.

You said you suffered

serious depression

after the birth of your second child

and that you remember

what happened well.

Yes.

I should've died with them.

Did your family

visit you in prison?

- My mother.

- Your mother.

What about your husband?

He wrote me letters, but...

I didn't read them.

Tell me about him.

He's a good person.

He was a salesman.

I didn't see him often.

He was always away for work.

His car was his real home.

My mother always said:

That's life! Women bring up

the kids and husbands work.

Your children were born

three years apart.

Yes, three years after Marco,

Giulio was born.

I wanted another child.

But the situation got worse.

I wasn't sleeping, I never washed.

He wouldn't stop crying.

At night, I'd lie in bed

staring at the wall.

I was tired.

Tired of everything.

Did anyone ever notice

how tired you were?

It was my fault.

Good morning, are you Mr Micheli?

Hello.

We meet at last.

I thought it'd be more complicated.

You want to get rid of everything?

You've got some new stuff here.

- Giovanni, can you come here?

- Excuse me.

Mom, it's me!

- How was your trip?

- Fine.

Dad.

- How are you?

- Not bad.

How's the bar going?

Are you enjoying it?

Yes.

You're being too hasty,

all your savings...

I don't have to pay any fees

for my kids anymore.

Money always comes in handy.

Are you staying for a while?

No, I have to get back.

The mountains close the valley

towards the West.

The sky is red and purple...

I saw your friend Fr. Mario at mass

last Sunday.

He said to say hello.

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