There are inexplicable miracles in everyone's life.
A dear reader of mine told me that thirty years ago he recovered from a fatal illness. When he woke up from his one-week coma, he found a child-sized rock on his nightstand. He thought he could read signs from his veins, which he did not understand. He doesn't understand today either. But he has been carrying this stone with him for thirty years. It gives him strength. He doesn't know who put it there. He asked everyone then. No one.
Angels don't have footprints.
Peter Müller

Péter Müller tells the story in this book. In simple words, enjoyably, wisely. About love, affection, marriage, motherhood and her family. About life, dancing, happy laughter and spiritual freedom. He hid some secret in each of his tales. A seed so small that it can grow into a sprawling tree. He knows magic words. Your thoughts help you live.