To many people die. January 23^rd 2009 my lovely daughter died, my one and only child.

 14 month later we have to bury my colleague next door Wolfgang. He was like my friend Heiner aka Atmo Rachiva, the Master of Math and Mountains. Both were never angry, never aggressive. Both were mostly smiling about my and other stupidities.

But there must have been a dark wound inside, so they have invited death and left life behind. Wolfgang went away forever. This shock hits like a flash in my mind and my mood. Some felt like falling in deep desperation! But what could be done? Silent prayers with painful tears gave Wolfgang a last fare well. 18 years we worked together. He was our visitor on Valentine's Day to my Birthday. Wolfgang wrote several thick books. His intelligence was far above mine. But he died in his young years of 46.

My Mimamai picks up strawberries for us to help. We share these sweet summer fruits in our job  with my colleagues to keep us running. In depressed mood it is nearly impossible to write joyful words. This mood should change as fast as possible!