Forty days passed already, and his soul left the Earth, we say so here in Russia. Time passed as in mist, came to this page every day, wept and thought if it was possible to change something, to guess, to help...But I was too far to know even. Life seems me too cruel, and nothing may be returned. He was kind and clever, and needed to live for his family, for friends, for his lovely dog. So difficult to accept the death. Burt, Srarman, will remember you always.
Lovely post my friend. They say online friends are the closest you can have because all you do is talk; I’m deeply sorry for your loss mate, I really am; I don’t think I’d know what to do if I lost mine.
I’ve also lost someone recently, to dementia but the final end is getting close sadly.
greeney2 wrote:Starman struck a freindship with you in Russia, and as far as I know, we don;t have anyone from Russia who posts. I hope you decide to stay with the group and give your input to various subjects here.
Well said again John mate. Hope you do stay, don't worry about the english to much (it's better than most on here, mine as well