When life takes its course, we take a lot of things for granted.

Smiles, to the dear people, we give seldom and fleetingly.

And the countdown of time can be accelerated ruthlessly suddenly.

Happy regularity of life which we do not appreciateso stubborn, will slip out as firm basis under feet.

Life of the dearest person becomes the high privilege.

You have to fight desperately for this life because it was always my indestructible support which I need.

In this fight all loneliness and dissociation of the world intertwines with its boundless warmth and responsiveness.

And when the fear to remain alone and helpless squeezes my breath, I remember that I have a native hand which I will never release no matter how difficult it can be.

I know preciselythat I will not betray my leading role since the birth - to be behind his back when it is necessary, and it gives me strength and belief.