Why Dream But to Make Your Dreams Come True

People who have faced unemployment may struggle with their next step in life. Martins shares her own family's experience to give hope and ease suffering.

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Excerpt from the book Why Dream But to Make Your Dreams Come True

When I woke up I had the feeling I was just waking up from a nightmare: my husband is unemployed! This was the first sentence that came to my mind. So I did not have a nightmare! It is real and happening here and now. Oh, my God, what shall we do? – I asked myself while getting out of the bed.

At this moment, the intercom rang and I answered it:

– Hello?

– A gentlemen called Darci is here at the hall, he has something for Mr. Martins – the doorman told me.

– Ok, Can you please ask him to come upstairs? – I requested trying to imagine what it could be.

Darci was the driver of Hollywood. He did some things for the company and was the general manager’s driver. In other words, he was our driver.

However, that day, he was not there to take my kids to school as he usually did.

– Good morning Darci – I greeted him while opening the back door.

– Good morning madam. I came to deliver these boxes to Mr. Martins – he said pointing to some boxes that were at the service hall.

– Please Darci, come in and put the boxes over here in the service area.

– Iraci! – I called the maid who had already arrived. – Can you please help Darci put the boxes in the area?

I looked around and saw boxes full of books, office supplies, photos, pens, documents and manuals. Everything which resulted from eighteen years of work was now packed in some boxes.

I took a deep breath and made an effort to hold my tears. I quickly left the area back to the bedroom. My husband was still asleep. I sat at the edge of the bed and waited in silence. I still did not believe in what was going on and felt confused before such situation. I did not know what to do nor how to behave.

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