THE LAST LETTER ON THE WAY TO HEAVEN TO DAD FROM SON. Dear dad, here's a day i hoped would never come. The day you leave this world for a world unknown to us. But I believe the day you chose to walk away, you're giving me a clear sign that everything is exactly how it should be and I need not be afraid. 15.11.2022, if we add all the numbers 15+11+20+22 the sum equals to number 68 and that is the number I wear on my hockey jersey and is meant for me. I want to thank you for everything you have done for us. For me, for Jitka, for my mom and the whole family. And not just for us, you can say for everyone. I have never seen you reject someone. Who asked you, you helped. You toiled and worked from dawn to dusk. You didn't miss one practice session or game. You were strict but fair. You were the one who created me, who painted me. I was just an image that people come to look at, some even admire. But the real painter was you. Inborn authority was your brush and genius advices like - just listen to me, don't drink alcohol, don't show pain, you must always train more than others and my favorite advice - don't marry, you have enough time, were your colours. If I had to sum it up I'd say you sacrificed 100% and did your best to make your family better than you did. And I'd like to remind you of your unique dry humor. Who didn't know him didn't understand. Just your original greeting "Well hey, are you doing something? «he managed to derail even the biggest champions. And finally, I have an advice for you. I don't know how it works in heaven and I don't even know who you'll meet first, if st. Peter, Jesus or God himself, but try to greet them differently than you did here on earth. You know, just greet them with the "Hey, are you doing something?" " probably wouldn't be the happiest beginning. Have a nice time there and see you soon. Jaromir, Jitka and mom.
