I went into the room of my dying newborn child with a brave face, and when I said goodbye I crumbled. After that I buried myself in my work of building machines, because I could turn them on and off to control “life”. See how a few years later, my daughter, that was hanging around my workshop managed to get to me. Her life and spirit showed me what truly matters and managed to lead me out of my isolation, because I allowed someone for the first time into my mind and heart.