On November 2nd. He was just 51.
He left us far too early, at the age of 51. How can a person have so much bad luck?
My sister is 12 years old and half orphan. I am 18.
It hits my mother the hardest. They had so many plans.
He was seriously ill. For a year and a half. But nobody knew that it would happen so fast.
A few days before, we were sitting together in the hospital’s visitor’s room and he drank a hot chocolate.
And I wrote an article without any premonition, what would be in a week.
You’ll always be with us. In our hearts. In memories. As an angel in heaven.
Rest in peace, we love you!