My hands, my life

“When I was young, my environment wasn’t really favourable. My family was poor. I had many dreams, but little hope to make them come true. I had many side jobs, and then one day I met an incredible man. He was a masseuse. He dedicated his time to teach me his profession. He made me the man I am. I’ve been doing massage for 23 years. So, for those years my hands have been easing somebody’s pain. I have two children. Sometimes it’s hard to pay for everything which needs to be paid. But it’s ok, then I just work twice as hard, until I can no longer feel my hands. I love what I do, but still I want to give the best to my children. I would like their life to be different.”