After 7 days, it will be 7 years since I lost
the person I loved the most in this world! This person meant for me protection,
love, faith in tomorrow… in one word-EVERYTHING! I didn’t realize how lucky I was
to have such a protector and a wonderful person beside me, walking through the
hardships of life, until I lost him! Now, I regret so many things, that I didn’t do
with him! I miss him a lot!
My father was born in 1959, on September 3rd,
in Budai village, Telenesti city, Republic of Moldova and his name is Grigorii
Turcan. He was the eldest child in his family and he still had 5 sisters more.
Since he was a kid, he had the sense of doing business in his veins, that’s why
later on; he became a good businessman in his short life! He died at the age of
46, still very young and looking good! A lot of plans remained unrealized; a
lot of dreams remained unfulfilled. Nobody expected his death so early. He had
a notably loyal group of friends, because he possessed an oversize personality
and a very good heart. Eventually, they remained our family’s friends now and
all the time I see them, I feel happy, like I see a small piece from my father.
I’m always hungry to hear something from people about my father; his life is
still a mystery for me!
I always
admired my father for his way of dealing with people, for his seriousness in
work, for being so faithful to his family and for his passion in music and
fashion! He loved to dress nice and elegant all the time. His wardrobe was
having more clothes than me and my mother together!
People paid
attention to him, because he was tall, handsome and looking good, plus he was
talking very nice to people. He knew how to talk to anybody rich or poor, smart
or stupid, young or old, that’s why he got people to respect him a lot!
My message for all of you is- Value your
parents, love them and spend time with them while they are still alive! It’s
hard to live with regrets and memories only. Only people who lost someone too,
can understand what I mean! Peace!
