Natalya and I set examples for our children with our natural behavior: we concentrated on everyday affairs, not paying special attention to them and noticing only when it was required, and only to the extent necessary. When the wife worked around the house, she allowed Amalia to participate in the cleaning as much as the girl wanted: to sweep the floor with a small broom, wipe the dust, or, climbing onto a chair, wash the dishes. Back in Turkey, Amalia, a baby herself, took care of her younger brothers to help her mother. And now I am convinced that she is doing this not out of obligation, but with love, while not forgetting about her childhood games or school assignments. I even think that caring for the little ones and the endless patience and love necessary for this are inherent in every child,
With my behavior, I would like to form in children a model of attitude to the world around them, unobtrusively, but consistently lay in them the standards by which they will be equal, norms, samples.
Dear Lyudmila! I console myself with the hope that my revelations are not indifferent to you. I believe that you, a sensitive and tactful person, will not be offended by me and will read this letter to the end. If you have something to say, I will gladly listen to you. Sincerely yours Vardan.
My hero finished his message at two o’clock in the morning. He put it in a pre-prepared envelope and lay down in bed. He did not leave the feeling that the spirit of Natalia was in the room. His wife seemed to thank him for his loyalty to her and the children and made it clear that she completely trusted him. He spent the rest of the night in some kind of half-asleep — either in a dream, or mentally transported ten years ago. Or rather, he recreated in his memory what happened in this room immediately after his wedding with Natalya.