What was it in fact that I could, should, must or would do with my daughter? How much or what were the limits of what I could do for her? Aside from feeding, taking care of and protecting her, what was my role. Was my role limited to crossing my fingers and hoping everything would be “fine” after taking her to the doctor, to school, church, ballet, swimming and therapy? Or could I develop a plan, a profile, create for myself a more effective position, apply myself and execute a more determined, more powerful, more pro-active and meaningful role in the life of my daughter?
I could do no less than that, and I loved the challenge. There is nothing more divine in human life than the power to transform it. As my father said to the gypsy woman who tried to for-tell his fortune: “I do not want you to read my fortune, I want you to change it!”
