The hardest rebuked me, that I cried my sons sake publicly some time ago, is now dead.
It was not nice when he saw this weakness purely rubbed me relentlessly.
But he was not Tuschler.
And I am glad of it, that I now got the Genackschlag to my embarrassing, but usually preventable derailment just from him.
Friendship is based just much too hard in openness.
And as he said to me: "I han the jo dohanda plärra Seha" (I've seen you cry there) - he gave me in full force the embarrassment of my appearance back, but also the opportunity to my no longer in I held weilandigen despair something to say. So he was my friend more than ever.
Yes, it initially swung even contempt in it, and I was ashamed also powerful, because that would have me should not happen, that will not do, yes, normally: but afterwards we had the best speech.
Now he is gone, that was hard honest with me. Waiting for an opportunity, there's nothing, at most little, wanted for themselves. The only expressed his contempt for it that you get so soft against other without shock: what you should not.
Almost like as if he would have been ashamed for me, since I regularly sat with him. Course. Besides me, I may well also usually not men, which just so the tears streaming from his face in front of people.
After the interesting. After hard complaint, I told myself. That my behavior impossible, was absolutely unseemly, I did not deny; I pleaded solely on weakness, that here, I, since it is no longer a I, my despair was just unfortunately this time become as visible as possible to my sons, nor of knowing how I could protect them from hazards of the worst kind.
Gentleness, understanding entered. However, I had also made it clear we knew each other long enough that I'm not going to leave me in my situation nevertheless questionable unlimited give more kicks, otherwise maybe not even cull back, but I only remove valid. I told my hand hard.
In our friendship became even closer. Simply put: He knew of no Lost, even Mitleidsheischer is, I know that he will not judge me permanently at a cheap rate offered weakness.
My dear James evil!
Five, no ichweißnichtwieviele years had it but still can be!
How many more times would have been mocking me Your encouragement and refreshment!
Starbst as the Röckle also, just go away!
If I could keep you, as we have just written down but all your stories?
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