Luckily the computer managed to delete my two o'clock rant and rave on the paternal subject, but it helped. I just rang him and things are ok (moreor less):Maybe my exercises in trust are working. It's a silly day today. The house is starting to feel more like an home, my back is slightly more painful than yesterday, but it will pass. The thing that worry me most is the fact that I am not worried about my future in the slightest. Maybe because I can feel the signs all around me. I don't know, but I am smiling at the moment. Blessed be.