foto: Doris Markač
Yesterday I listened to a conversation between your older sister and younger brother whilst they were making sandwiches in front of the refrigerator on which you still reign. Your brother said that he would rather be dead instead of you. As you know I often yell at home. However, not this time. I remained silent. After all, each of us mourns differently.
I do have to admit that I did not expect you to leave us before your tenth birthday. Hello?! We planned your 10th birthday together. All of us. Me and grandma Sonja. She was the one that helped us when necessary to hug you, change your diapers and feed you. You made her lough. Occasionally she would also reluctantly admit that you were a little bit to heavy for her back. But who else could have looked after you for a couple of ...