Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, my life

At the end of this long road, there is the future. Tomorrow is still full of dreams just like yesterday and today. Returning to Napoli, my beloved city, to Nasi, who greet me joyfully from the balconies, makes me feel like I am a little girl again, makes me happy. But if I am completely satisfied, then I will feel that life has become a burden on me. Instead, living means setting new goals in our sights that we struggle for daily and tirelessly. I let my mind wander, I made a mistake in a project I have been thinking about for a long time. But now it is too late, I need to sleep a few hours. Tomorrow, on Christmas Eve, my family is waiting for me. I almost close the cover on my precious treasure of memories when I find myself holding two yellowish papers. Maybe I am the one who wrote them, who knows when, who knows why. I start reading while outside the world sleeps quickly under the snow. Once upon a time, there was a little girl with slender legs, big eyes, and a worried mouth. Once upon a time, there was a little girl who loved every blade of grass, whether ugly or beautiful. Once upon a time, there was a little girl born in a web of bitter roots in her flower, discovering the world—mountains to climb—trees to dare to descend from. Once upon a time, there was a young woman who loved the whole universe, with everything that is supposed to be seen and traveled. Once upon a time, there was a woman who wished to overcome all her fears and live in the world with big eyes. Once upon a time, there was a woman who became an actress representing thousands of faces for others that she dreamed of but perhaps would never experience. Once upon a time, there was a woman who wished to be a wife—this was difficult and hard to achieve. Once upon a time, there was a woman who wished to be a mother, like any other woman, and to have children who are all her own. Once upon a time, there was an actress who played her roles in many films—each one a mountain she was supposed to climb. Not all mountains are like the Himalayas, and not all films are like the mountains she was supposed to climb... but all of them were worth the experience. Once upon a time, there was a bitter and astonishing life so that a little girl, who became a woman and an actress, keeps repeating it for herself. There will always be someday a very little girl looking at the world with big eyes and a longing for life.