This is about a dramatic story amongst other tragedies which we can manage to surpass.
In the year 1991 my
husband fell sick whilst driving the car of his boss with whom he was employed as driver mid way on Express Avenue at about 5:30. Doctors at the Central Hospital of the Peruvian Army informed me that they have diagnosed a severe cerebral attack.
Here begins my story. My name is Sofia E. N. I was 40 years at that time. Before this day, I was amongst those women who could not ask anything more from God. I had a good home, an attentive, kind and loving husband. I had everything that a
woman could ever expect from her husband and I missed nothing.
As my husband strived a lot to give us the most of what we needed, he could not put up some savings at the bank.
After some twenty-one days, at around noon, a young lady who was around twenty years old presented herself. She was my husband’s daughter and my husband has always hidden that fact from me and I did not have any idea about that. I felt as the worst of all the women in the world for having been duped for so many years by my husband but I took the
courage and
managed to take over it.
Days went by and I had to start
working. But one of my sons got the idea of selling ''chicha morada'' in a one-litre bottle lemonade and disposable glass. It was a
small investment but we did it for about two years and we managed to save some money from it. We decided to change business and we bought a small car ''sanguchero'' and we started to work in front of the University San Martin in the School of Hotel and Tourism, and we were successful there, we even raised some money to be able to send my second
son abroad since that was his dream since he was 17 and he was someone very adventurous. He traveled alone in Paraguay to find a better life, he managed to work and study, I was very proud of him.
We were then sued by the Municipality of Lima because we did not have any municipal permit and we had to stop the sale of the “sanguches”. And this is how it offered me a small job in a nun’s college called Maria Angelica Recharte, where I was able to sell chips during recess time and clean up the toilets. I worked there and then another college directress came. By then I held a small capital and we bought some poles. They were then exposed at my place and we were selling them in an informal way in the markets.
What I now think is that life gives us great challenges but it is for us to decide whether we should face them with courage or we should let ourselves be defeated by them.
As for my son, he has not been successful in El Paraguay but there he met a girl who was visiting the country. They fell in love and got married in Peru. She was from Swiss. My son has finished his studies in Civil Engineering there. I am no longer working now. All my time is now being dedicated to the household chores and my children are maintaining me. I did all this for my four children – my three sons and my daughter who is the eldest of all. They have all not become professionals but they are all working and only one of them is married.
If you are a woman who is faced with all the hardships of life, please don’t give up and you will see that later or sooner your chance will come up.
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