Below we present excerpts from Jacek Pałka's letter. The text was written several months before the author's death as part of a certain task.
The excerpts were selected by the editorial team; the full text of the letter appears in the photograph below.
I had a beautiful life. I cannot imagine a more beautiful one. Free from illness, worries, concerns, hunger and poverty. A few dilemmas, a few pangs of conscience. But what can you do? We are only the sum of our decisions. It cannot be entirely painless. I thank God and Providence for uninterrupted streams of grace and all the years lived at the highest level, and without major injuries. I did not bury anyone close to me. Fifty years of delight, exhilaration, adventure, and eyes opened wide in amazement at the beauty of the world. Priceless. My Wife Izabela gave me a wonderful Son. My Pride. Thanks to Him, I will not pass away or be forgotten, and my ideas, little thoughts, reflections and visions will never disappear. Micha, keep on rockin’. Sing the praises of music, Mary, beauty, positivity and hedonism. The Love of My Life is and has been Iwona. From the moment I brought Michał to her for speech-therapy classes in 2006, she has been My Song, My Delight, My Sole Criterion. The Most Beautiful and Wisest Woman in the World.If my Parents are listening to this – Guys, you did a great job. Thank you for everything. Dear gathered friends, regret nothing. Love. Music. Delight. We are tiny plankton, but however long we live, that is ours. As long as we do not hurt others. Apart from that, all is fair in love and war.
Yours, Jacek
