Laugh. We laugh non-stop, laughter gushing from all the nooks and crannies of space. I'm with my family, we tease each other, always in a kind, native way. We know that this is love, so related, alive. Not having time to finish listening to a story or a joke, we’re already starting to burst into laughter, because everyone has heard these stories many times. And yet they cheer you up, make you think that you’re at home, that they understand you, support you. This is what I was missing so much. I missed. I'm at home. I'm happy.