How can I not remember that day, an image is carved in my brain of a little girl, with her wonderful smile, saying goodbye father, goodbye dad, goodbye death!
I asked myself many times how can those little children stand this pain? How they would react to it?
And you friend, now young father, How could you stand this pain? How could you be so brave? We all can feel the loss that surrounds you. Our heart burns with you, under this rain, under this pain, in that cloudy day. I remember your face in that day, I remember your eyes in that day, crying inside Life has taken a part of your heart