Three love of you! It’s been a long time since I didn’t write anything to you, did I? Work in agencies, friends and social relationships has swept children along the whirlpool of time. But every night, when the worries, python calms down, I return to my own world, where my image still fills with memories …

People say that memory is happy or sad, it is still a memory. Memories in me are sad and funny, sweet memories, bitter and loving, and always associated with my father’s image. Do not know why like that? Just know it’s always the same and always is.

I am 35 years old, I am about to step up to the top of a slope, seeing that I am mature enough to be able to sit and talk to him in an objective manner like two friends, to understand more about the hidden corners of my heart , about your life for so many years. But unfortunately … when you’re ready, I’m not there to listen to you. Dad went to a far away place, where I could only see and call names in my dreams.

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