There is a wonderful bishop’s pond in the eastern district, where I spent my childhood and the childhood of many of my relatives and friends. Unfortunately, I had not previously thought at all about how much my past means to me. I walked through those places a hundred times, but thought about all sorts of nonsense, not realizing that the most precious thing there is my past, without which there would be no future. I forgot, like many of us, to cherish the hugs of those closest to us who dedicated their lives to us and our future. This project is dedicated to everyone who has a child inside them. Stop for a moment, your bustle will not go away, but sometimes precious moments of happiness cannot be repeated. Remember...