He's right, I am afraid. Theres a part of me that wants to let him in but then I feel myself put this wall up and I don't understand why. Maybe thats what strikes me the most about Kostas, that despite everything he suffered he can still look at life in the most uncomplacated way. I never known that kind of faith. It makes me so sad that people like kostas and bridget, who have lost everything can still be open to love. While I who has lost nothing, am not.