So I have been living in Italy for more than 10 years. It's a long time, almost 1/3 of my life. in 10 years, things are up and down, nobody left me despite the distance, people come to me, I was jobless, I was lost, then disappointed, unhappy, hurt and depressed. 

Then things changed, drastically, in a better way. I stirred my wheel and started another journey. 

I once heard one of my boss (one of the biggest boss in Mekong Capital, a gentle and kind-hearted man) said "I came from a poor family in Danang, we were so poor that I didn't have enough money to buy any book. Then education changed my life, it brought me opportunities, and money, and everything". I sympathize deeply with him. I was from a poor family, I still remember when I was 16, I had to stay at home one day because I didn't have even 500 VND (around 10 cents) to park my bicycle. Then studying changed my situation, money was not an issue anymore, because I knew, with what I had learnt, I would earn a lot of them, I gained my confidence, and became happy. 

It happened again here. Finance was not really the main problem anymore, but the unhappiness, unsatisfaction with current life put me in depression, I lost my self-esteem, confidence. I thought I was stupid, I would not capable to do anything. And once again, studying saved my life. 

In 10 years in Italy, again, I feel happy and completed. With everything. 

Life is so strange. I have no idea how I could meet such people to help me unconditionally, eventhough they don't know me. They really don't know me at all. 

Thank you for teaching me kindness.