My proof- diary 1

NOT GIVE UP.
NOT TODAY.
AND MAYBE NOT TOMOROW.
I'm living in the old appartment that my grandma' left me
after she died. It's not important the city where I live, because it's
small but quiet, not important the college where I study. In this old
and cute little appartment, my five month old son, Isak and I are
going to live the story of our life. Not perfect, but enogh.
He just fell asleep and I have to go to bed now, tomorrow I
will have an interview for a job at the library where I was
volunteering till last year when everything changed. Hope both of us
will be healthy and have the strenght to succeed.
(source: @Pinterest :)) - No, really, that's my child)