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| 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 01 | 02 | 03 |
Buon giorno Julunia.
I dreamt about you.
Sunday morning. We would wake up, eat our cornflakes with coffee and spend marvelous free day together.
Walking a lot, in las, by the Wisła, play badminton, watch moovie, play chcesz, cook together, watch a moovie. Love.
Here tears instead. Sadness and depression. Hope there everything better.
Have a good Sunday my Everything, Julcia.
Father's Day
I still have Father. Weak, WHO cannot talk, moove, who can do anything.
But I still have Him. I can driver 1100 km, stand over His bed, także His hand and can talk to Him, without understanding, but I can.
All I wish you Dad, is to not suffer above human possibility. I wish that one day we will be again strong, happy and can talk. In the other world....
Thank you Dad for last years. For your testimony. How you show me how także what life brings us. For your change. For your live. For your call every day. For your smile. For your good thoughts.
You are marvelous Dad.
Even Naturę/God made you so special.
Let you born on the longest day in year. When Sun shines longest.
You were and always will be my Sun. When I cannot wish you directly, I write here.
When I cannot see you from 14 months, I watched few short videos with you I have.
When I want to hear your voice, see your smile, I ask God to let me dream about you.
Happy birthday Julunia.
Extreme tired. Mentally. After this two days in Poland. No power to describe it yet.
On a waye back to Germany.
Today 28 birthday of my Everything. She doesnt want any message from me. All I can do is to write wishes here. To anybody.
Happy birthday Sun. Happy birthday beautest person ever seen.
Travelled 17 hours to Poland.
Just to see for a while my Dad, keep His hand, talk to Him and came back.
Always when I came to visit Him, I went to His house, make a dinner for us, we talked. Now I will go to medical center and I will not hear Him, not see His eyes, His voice. But even this I need very much. Its worthy to spend so much time in bus to spend this while with Him.
Probably I will also go to Piaski. To stand in front od our 56 or 221, close eyes and imagine. My Juleczka there. I will call Her looking into window and imagine that She responds with all Her beauty.
A lot of tears ahead...