Happy birthday images elegant The old woman Zepke from the neighboring apartment had once again forgotten her basket of paper in front of the door. The day's newspaper was upstairs. I took them with me, because of the ad part. I needed urgently more auxiliary students! I flipped through the newspaper with a tea. 1 tuition only in Mathematics. I would have needed them myself. I wanted to fold up the pages, I noticed a small, inconspicuous display of contact between the advertisements of a driving school and a funeral home: "I am a wheelchair-driver, if you have courage, please contact me."

Happy birthday images elegant A man of forty-five, who no longer wanted to be alone; there were still a few other words, not more extraordinary, but it was this sentence that was unintentionally in my memory. I threw the paper away, returned the crumbs from the table, took the orange peel off the kitchen table, and dumped both of them, birthday pictures sucked dust, cleared my desk, and saw the mail. All this time, the sentence fluttered around my head like a restless bird, irritating me. Finally, I usually did not read any contact ads. Anthony was enough for me, even if it had no future. For us a very special present, which counted.

Happy birthday images elegant But even with dinner, I felt as if I was chewing on this sentence. Courage! To love, courage is always a prerequisite. But why would you need more courage to love a wheelchair user? I was not just irritated, I was annoyed without knowing why. Even after a hot shower and the TV news I found no rest. My anger had now clenched in my stomach to a firm little rage. Yes, that went so far that I imagined myself to hear a clear voice: "Write him this!" I had never heard voices, and I had no fever either.

Happy birthday images elegant Something I had to do. I shook the paper from the paper basket, shaking my head. She was muddy and smelled of oranges and coffee. I almost did not find the little ad, but I finally deciphered the cipher, wrote it down on an envelope, and sat down quietly to the desk. Normally, I would not have dreamed of responding to a contact message. I enjoyed myself and was almost back on the way to the basket when Alina and the mosquito came to mind. Maybe I had to just think about it: not with a reflex shooted everything, which irritated me, but only closer to look at what had fooled me.

Happy birthday images elegant So I wrote a few clear lines on an unadorned notepad: that I thought it was an understatement that one would need more courage for a relationship with a wheelchair user than for one with a man with two working legs. So that it did not sound so harsh, I added one or two sentences to me. When looking for a stamp, I found a punch in my hand, which I had at Christmas. With it one could punch butterfly-shaped holes. I had never tried him, but now, after an impulse, I punched such a hole in the envelope. When I inserted my piece of paper, the word "courage" peered through. I hoped the German Post would let this go through.