In a distant village, an old farmer lost his only horse when it ran away to the mountains. The neighbors came to comfort him: "What a terrible loss!" He simply replied: "Maybe… it’s for good." A few days later, the horse returned with several wild horses. The neighbors said in amazement: "What great luck!" The old man answered with the same calm: "Maybe… it’s for good." The farmer’s son tried to tame one of the wild horses, fell, and broke his leg. The neighbors cried: "What a disaster!" The old man said: "Maybe… it’s for good." A week later, soldiers came to take the young men of the village to war, but they left the farmer’s son because of his broken leg. Then the neighbors said: "Now we understand…" The old man smiled and whispered: "Sometimes, we don’t know where the good is… until the story is complete."