Four generations of life, love, joy and sufferings compressed in a one hundred pages of a scrambled chronicle... I had to let my mind and my heart open to accept to write what seemed right and what was not so right and also unusual. Then I had to accept the idea that the reason I wanted to write the story was that even suffering could be comical something, what one could call "fuzzy feeling" which I don't know yet how could be defined. Life doesn't say anymore to any of us if we cannot open our heart to it.

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