This is a story about my beautiful Siberia: about grass and sun, about deep snow and severe frost, blue sky and bright flowers; about love, beautiful women, hard and sweet work; about the warmth of relationships with those living nearby, about friendship and loyalty; about the children and grandchildren for whom we live; about the bitterness and horror of loss; about space and the future, about life and death, fear of it and the fight against it; about hope for a new life. It will certainly be there, and we will return. Just ask Nobel laureate Roger Penrose. He will answer that we live in the current eon, before which we were and which will be followed by others. So life is endless. Until new eons!