It’s there – I promise. I see it.

Beijing, China. Saturday afternoon. Sunny day, crispy air, good mood.

As I woke up early this morning, the coffee was almost ready in the kitchen and my husband was singing. I stretched my whole body, opened the window and breathed in the hope and the belief that we will be back to normal soon.

We went for a run (masks on, obviously). There were a few families around, including kids on small bicycles and grandparents, strolling quietly behind them (masks on, obviously). Young couples walking their dogs (masks on, except for the dogs). I even saw a lady who had just bought fresh flowers. Fresh flowers, can you imagine? And by the way, she had mask and gloves on.

So life post-Coronavirus is possible. And it’s a life of small things, freshly baked bread, strawberries, short walks in the park, chats in the pantry of the office. It’s a life of patience and awareness that one wrong step might compromise all the efforts of the last two months.

So this is what I would like to share with my friends and family abroad – in Italy or in any other part of the world, for what matters. There is light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel is long and dark, it can feel lonely and for sure it’s scary.

You must all be brave and disciplined.

You must be generous and understand that if you stay home, you do it for others and well as for yourselves.

You must stay positive, because a smile, even through a iPhone screen, is as powerful as a hug or a kiss on the cheeks.

And above all I really hope that you can visualise that light.

It’s there I promise. I’m in it.