...There was a man... As far as he remembers, life was not separated from him, and his life was different, life as a child, huge and wonderful, always full of gifts, joy, interesting. Always surrounded by loved ones, he reaches out to them and they all respond with caress and love. Every day, he runs, plays, learns many things with first word, first step, first, and life rubs his head and sometimes slaps him on the ass. Also, life gave him wonderful things like school, first teacher, first grade, exam, first love, profession, family, and first child as he grew up. He feels death at first from a distance, and mourns the departure of his old relatives. But life moved forward without stopping, and when he began to understand many things and learn to be satisfied with life because of his efforts to succeed, death came closest to him, and he felt how fragile life can end in a single moment when he lost his closest person to death. But life did not leave him in trouble. Made him realize that he is needed by his loved ones. After that, he realized that he should love every moment of life, fill it with goodness and meaning, and then he was filled with insight. He will raise his children and continue to know life as an experienced and respected person. Death reminds itself from time to time. When he realized that death has taken him away, and that life will replace him, he realized that when he was little, the people he needed were fewer, but he needed his presence. He lived happily ever after.

He learned to love life, accept life in its joys and sorrows, stop rushing life, and stop fearing death.