I talked so shortly to a very good and specail human being.One of those who are so presiuosly different and at the same time normal.A true human,a real one,with all the posible strenght and weakness of a real human.
He is exahusted.The grief in his words made me so upset.It is not fair that strong and powerful people have to a bear everything all by themselves, over their exausted but tolerant shoulder.It is sad when you cannot do much for them.Those who make this world of ours look more beautiful,more peaceful,more bright,more happy,more powerful,more alert,more alive.Those who teach us how to live and move on through ups and downs of life,how to survive and be hopeful despite all the gloomy dark days of our lives.By opening up their big hearts and minds to us.By sharing their lives with us.By teachiing us how to show our love, how to control our rage,how to treat our enemies and how to treasure our friends.Those who make us laugh,those who make us cry,those who make us believe,those who make us try.

Don't let the simpleness and assurance of their true and pure existance by your side make you ignore the precious value of their being.Let's show that we feel so blessed because the colors,light and beauty they scatter into our lives.

Let us be a bit more caring,observant and appreciative...