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My mom became pregnant at the age of forty when she was conducting serious scientific work and, of course, did not expect such a surprise. The first reaction was rejection: third child, career. But my fate was predetermined by the decision of my dad who said: We will give birth!, and he brought my mom into their country house, so she wouldn’t think of anything bad.

Before the already desired birth of the baby, a homeless cat scratched my mom and gangrene began. She refused to take any antibiotics or surgery until she passed the birth so as not to harm the fetus. One of the nurses seeing what was happening said that this infection was caused by Staphylococcus aureus which normally dies from eucalyptus.

And who would have imagined that infection began to decrease, and my mom’s hand was saved. This is a miracle and not in vain! She took a chance, not even knowing where the help would come from.

March ninth is my birthday. Sometimes it seems to me that I remember it even better than the events of a week ago. I was a happy child with an exorbitant share of curiosity, imagination and assertion of my rights, brought a lot of trouble and worries to my relatives. And the world around me was filled with the sun, joy and carelessness.

The only thing that always bothered me in childhood was why I know what my family does not know. And because of this, I thought maybe I was adopted or tossed to this family. I always wanted to do everything faster as if I could not have enough time or might forget.

With age, this has not changed as if time is a second in which I need to succeed. And if I don’t do it now, then there will be no opportunity or something will be lost, or it will become unnecessary.

To freeze and do nothing is to do too or to do everything at the same time. The main thing is to do what is now possible or conceived, or according to a schedule, or the way everyone does it. One way or another, we can only do what we can!

In any case, there is only one task – to become happy. After all, we have such simple tasks that we don’t notice them and it seems to us that happiness is somewhere else. To do something, to conceive happiness… But what if, enjoying what was done, we stop and see that this happiness is already achieved? And if we think about it, then this combination of what we made and happiness is a couple, like a man and a woman, in the absolute of the physical and spiritual world, balance and harmony.