My grandparents grew up under Mussolini. My mother once asked my grandmother about living there & all she said sbout him “bad man, very bad man”
My father told he she never spoke about her “homeland”
When this is all over & it will be someday, Im not sure I will b dancin in the streets or on my knees crying my eyes out from all the emotion that has been building up & finally seeing redemption after holding the line for so long. Emotional right now just from this alone. Imagine what it will feel like next year.