 And also for our daughter, who has joined a Carmelite cloistered community, we love her. We love her home, but we know we have to trust in whatever God chooses for her, and it's just hard. What a blessing, though, for you and your husband. I know it's hard, because in a cloister, you only get to see your daughter, what, once a year? How does it work in the cloister? They're behind the bar. They're behind the world, and we always see her through the grill. I don't even get to touch her or eat her.