What makes Jaldan sad, it's the fact that his talent is wasted.
After his mother died, Jaldan was much sadder than when he found he could not walk.
Especially when I heard it was from depression that his mother died.
Jaldan found that his mother was great at hiding what she felt, she normally smiled at him and he had never seen her cry since she was a teenager.
Moreover she was saving every money for Jaldan.
After that to try to cheer on Jaldan, one of his friends who played basketball in college told Jaldan to watch play with him.
When Jaldan played at school he tried to play basketball for a while, and always had a great time. They made him play center, or other positions of strength, and he not only scored a few points but also defended well.
Although he knew that he lacked training, he realized that he had no talent for the position he played in and after that he never tried again.
Moreover without being able to use his legs, what he could do in basketball was to just throw and pass.
What his friend and even Jaldan realized was that he actually had a great talent for pitching and passing, which he did not do in high school because of his tall stature.
Because you have to have a lot of talent so that without training, you can shoot 3 points without jumping.
Still, he liked the feeling of scoring 3 and continued training.
So Jaldan kept pushing his chair across the field, he was satisfied with his life, he is still alive, had his house paid, a good job that does not pay much , but he does not spend much either
On his vacation he would sometimes make a trip to other countries.
As he was very alone at home he tried to learn other languages, in addition to English, French, Spanish, German and Italian, everything he learned with internet.
Then on every vacation he went to a country.
He too enjoyed the stock market, he studied trades a lot and made a lot of money by investing.
He also liked to cook, as he ate alone he did a lot of research on cooking and nowadays he prefers to eat his own food than from other restaurants.
He enjoyed acting, too, although he did it himself, you would do several plays like a monologue.
Whenever he finished learning something he would go to another, he did not want to sit still to think about bad things.
But today was his birthday, instead of celebrating today he took the day to look at the past and glimpse a possible future.
Today he had already gone to the graveyard to see his mother, had also gone to the restaurant where his mother worked to eat his favorite waffles that he always ate when his mother worked there.
Then he went to the community center to see the children and young students playing basketball.
And he got to the field, now that the sun was up, it was time to go home.
"Tomorrow starts the second half of my life," Jaldan said decisively.