Where did Terry disappear?

Hello, Friends!

Firstly, I want to apologize for "power down", I'll stop it soon. There were certain reasons for this, but first things first...

This month turned out to be rich for surprises, unfortunately, not all of them were pleasant.

Negligence, indifference, greed...

My grandfather was hospitalized, he was needed the surgery. We have collected the required amount of money and the surgeons have done their job... as it turned out later, they have done it badly! Now my grandpa needs another operation, but it can't be done right now, too soon - body not recovered after last one.

But my grandpa - a strong man! Always was so! Day after day he persuaded everyone that everything would turn out well! I see that it's hard for him, that it hurts... but now nothing depends on us... We can only support him morally and hope for the best. Hope that his body can recover quickly enough for the next operation. Hope that the next operation will be done by a real specialist and not a butcher who sees only money, but not people!

In this "suspended" state, I was not ready to write the usual for me positive and motivating posts, sorry. But gradually I began to "letting go" this situation... it makes no sense to lock yourself in a situation on which you can not affect. I have almost returned to the usual course of life, but...

Who is your neighbor?

In life, there are different things - lucky things, minor troubles... tragedy. My wife and I stick to an active life position. We trying to help to people: if we have enough money - with money, if not - with something else. I often participate in search teams as a volunteer. I saw a lot of unpleasant things... people are lost in the woods, drown in the rivers. Therefore, when the four-year-old child who lived in one of the apartments in our building was missing, we joined the search.

You know, you do not want to assume the worst from the very beginning! Hundreds of volunteers from all over the city, large police forces, military... All of us several days and nights without rest and breaks for sleep searched the nearest forests, abandoned buildings, and everything, everything around! On the third day, police began to search all apartments of our small ghetto, apparently, data were received from the city's CCTV... We really don't live in the best district. Two dirty buildings: on the stairwells - garbage, dirt. About one thousand apartments in each building. Two thousand small concrete boxes...

How often did you want to turn back the clock? This is one of those few cases when I really wanted it! For there was a tragedy! The child was found dead in one of the apartments... about fifteen meters from my flat... every day I passed by. More than a week has passed, but I can not forget!

Everyday difficulties are normal, but from my heart, I wish you all never know the real tragedy!