When I was 8 or 9 years old I knew someone in my neighborhood. He is an old very kind man. People called him by Opa. I love Opa very much because he uses to give money when he buys something in my store. He always buys anything in my store and he always asks me to keep the change.

Usually after receiving money from Opa, I used to go to super market near from my neighborhood. I bought chocholate and candy.

One day I saw Opa home was empty. I was very sad. Because Opa just go like that without any word.

Now I am in 40 and suddenly I remember you Opa. Hopefully, you are in peace in the Eden now.