The 1990s represented the peak of productivity in my life, characterized by exceptional effort and intense activity in the scientific field, but they were at the same time an era fraught with existential challenges. I spent most of my time divided between research, supervision, and teaching, while at home I fought a different kind of battle: raising four children—Isam, Nazar, Niall, and Rayan. My life was not limited to pursuing scientific achievements; my home was the greater school from which I graduated as a patient father. There, with my four children, I experienced an exceptional human experience, especially with my two dear sons who fought the battle of self-affirmation and transcended the boundaries of the ordinary with their patience. It required a heart overflowing with love and an unwavering will. The patience I learned from them and their mother was far deeper than what we need in scientific research. My dedication to my life's mission would not have matured without those long hours of care and containment, which taught me that the greatest patent one can achieve is building a stable family despite all storms.
