It is not enough for a woman to be beautiful and smart in order to be loved. But only in a child given by his beloved wife does a father dote on his soul. The rest live in their own family almost like adopted children. What can we say about grandchildren? The children of our beloved child await our love raised to a power. What about the unloved one? Those who bathe in care and tenderness do not wonder why they need it. Those who are surrounded by coldness and hostility cannot help but be interested in the reasons for such an attitude. To get to the bottom of the truth, sometimes they are ready to do the impossible.