RIP, little bro

12 year old. Beautiful and funny French buldog. Little brother. Archy was his name…

Cancer… RIP, little bro. Have fun on Rainbow Bridge. I will miss you loads.

Michael Dies…

When I saw the first twit about this, I thought it was a bad joke. Then another appeared on the line, and for some seconds I hoped that maybe it was a namesake thing or something. However, when almost every second twit mentioned Michael Jackson, it became apparent that there was no mistake. American “King of Pop” died at age 50, and this is something absolutely impossible to believe in. R.I.P. Michael.

Unfair…

Life is unfair – we start saying it everytime smth similiar happens to us or we hear it from other people…
This week I found out that one of my friends is ill… deadly ill… You never manage to believe such things at once… you first grasp some air, feel your heart beating faster… then start finding reasons why… then trying to find possible ways out… then… then once again you realize you can do nothing about it… just like that… and keep on saying about unfairness of our existance…
No one knows how long… and no one actually wants to ask and to remind the other that this period has an end… and sooner than everyone thought before…
A slice of life, he now comes to belong to a period of my life I’m trying to forget but he still stays someone who cheered me up and made a difference in my life…
Hope dies the last. Still.

[back to September 2008]

Richy died later that month…