NEVER GIVE UP

Soon it will be one year I started this blog, created to keep in touch with friends while I would have stayed in China. I have a few friends that read it constantly and send me their opinions about what I write. These friends are people I can proudly consider special. For a reason or the other. For their humanity, for their preparation, for not being opinionated, for having been around the world and, most important, for being not judgmental.

I am writing this blog, this week with hope and sadness in my heart. The person reading this blog knows that my thoughts are for him in this moment. This person is very special to me. We met only once, 8 years ago, after we had known each other through the net but we have been in touch since. He was one of the first to ask me why I never thought about moving to China and, I remember I thought to myself: no bloody way! Yes, like most of the people in the Western world I hated the idea of moving to China and I never thought I would have done it.

I used to read about his views about China but I never entered into discussions with him because I believed what he was saying but I had no experience and knowledge about the country. Well, when I moved there, I realised that, effectively, the things he was saying were right and my love for that Country has grown bigger and bigger to the point that I consider China home and Chinese people, my own people.

It is not a fling or pure infatuation. In China I found my dimension, exactly as this dear friend found his love that gave him two beautiful kids.

My heart is filled with sadness, hope and anger, while I write this. For this man life and happiness are not measurable with a GDP growth or with the average income. This man is one of the few that doesn’t give a shit about inflations, recessions and boom and crashes. Happiness measures the real quality of life. A good friend of China, but not communist, a good friend of Germany and someone that loves and criticises Italy, exactly as I do, this friend has very high values and his family, not only wife and kids, are at the center of his attentions and discussions since I have known him.

This blog is, for me, a way to express my feelings and feel less lonely. I feel that writing makes me feel closer to those I love and I admire. As well as give the chance to those who know me not to miss me too much. Today, I just wanted to share with you all the feeling of pain and hope I got inside me and I want to cry out loudly to this friend DON’T GIVE UP! NEVER!

Love

luigi