now I write together with my mother because I can’t do it by myself. I have  a big salad in my head and I do not know if the words coming up are Italian or English or German. It is getting better every day. So as soon as I will be able I will communicate as I used to do before the operation. Today my son Miro played piano in a school-organized event and I spoke English with a couple of parents of his friends as if I was in London and I do not understand how come. But it worked. My main job at the moment, besides doing “Hooommm” (transcendental meditation) is sewing hats. I have already quite a collection (seven). I send you some photos.

All the best and much love,