Here at the departure I am feeling a little as Frigyes Karinthy in the Prologue:
"I can’t tell anyone,
So I tell everyone
I tried to whisper one by one, to all of you,
Your ears and mouths passing through.
The secret which is common,
And only for a few can be known.
The secret for which I was born,
Hidden deeply in blood and torn.
The word, the secret, the tiny wonder,
To look up that other
whispering to his ears: pass it on." (…)

I am going to write about life. About life that shares with us horror and bitterness time and time again, but at the same time it holds no end of blessings and joys for us as well. About life in which there is God, that is worth having a special relationship with Him. Sometimes you will cry with me, sometimes you will laugh, and my dream is that through your tears and smiles you may meet Jesus!
Have a good journey!