🐄 A cow in a cup of coffee or the love to a dead friend.

When I was two years old I met my best friend. He was much older than me, but he played with me as if we were the best friends from a very long time.


I used to ride on him like on a huge elephant, he has swung me in a blanket, helping me to steal a sweet cake sprinkle that was hidden on the top shelf in the kitchen and was always smiling.



I loved to spend time with him, although there wasn't much time because he worked a lot.

He had a large field of strawberries, which he took care of with the whole family and also farmed cows and pigs.

I also had my own cows and pigs but plastic one and I enjoyed playing with him with these fake animals when he finished his work.



But now I wouldn't call it a play together. This "game" was simply about me throwing a plastic cow or pig into.... his cup of coffee!




Despite his gentle protests he never shouted at me and with a smile he drank the rest of the coffee in which the plastic figurine was drifting.

When he died, I didn't really know what had happened. Everyone cried and we went to the place where I saw him for the last time in an open coffin.

I was 2 and a half years old then. Everyone had a bouquet of flowers which they put next to the dead body. I also wanted to give something from myself to my friend so I slipped out of the room and went outside.

I collected clover flowers and with a bouquet I returned to the building. I approached the coffin and climbed up the platform, someone lifted me up, and I put a bouquet of flowers on his hands.





I was happy to give him the last gift. Everyone around me started crying even louder and my grandmother said that my grandfather smiled for the last time.


Yes, my greatest friend in my early years was my grandfather, who passed away a few months after I met him. He died of a heart attack completely alone in the field among his cows.



Even though I still think about him very often today is the day when each of us thinks more intensively about loved ones who have already passed away. That is why I wanted to share this story with you today.

I'm curious what pleasant memories you have about your loved ones who have already passed away?

Lots of love, Hive account@see-it-feel-it