Please, show mercy for my inabilities, my limitations and my assumptions that are not relevant. Forgive me for the consequences I have caused with all those accumulated compulsive mental constructions about the truth I think I know. Let me be for a while, alone with the silence if that’s all right, because it’s not easy for you either, alone with the children. I understand that, I really do. I just don’t know anymore, dear. Somewhere behind me, there’s something that wants to support me and be there for me, a sort of wealth of insights, some unknown hidden treasure. Could be, right? I just worry that it won’t work. Oh, sweetheart! It’s so good to share this with you. Sometimes I do see it and sometimes I can even feel it. Maybe I should mow the lawn this afternoon, clear my head. Well, that’s enough for now. Thank you. I love you. See you soon…