Go over. Move in space and time … Transform your «I». These concepts are like a thread that can be learned to grope for decades. It was pulled for a long time, stubbornly, and only now it succumbed to your fingers, your gaze, connecting the past and the future. So my dad taught me — on the eve of birthdays — to combine attitudes. It was only necessary to learn to concentrate the imagination, stretching the path of the past, and at this junction, first feel it, and then look closely, smile and let it in. And the future becomes at this moment the present present. It is with these feelings that I look forward to the arrival of my husband Volodya today. There, in Kazakhstan, he was forced to resign before reaching retirement age. To be here together. To live for me, for us. I’m waiting.