My brother is getting married at next saturday. I am relly happy about that. ^^
And same time... I afraid that same saturday. First of all there will be about 40 people and for me that will propably be hell.
And then there will be that strange thing: sadness. I don't know why, but there are always that damned sadness in me. Wedding, damned, they should be happy thing but I am sure that for me it will be 100 milligram sadness straight into my veins. I will see how old my parents already are... and how bad, I mean REALLY bad condition my father is. I afraid that I will see that same sadness beyond smiling face of my mother, sister and maybe e