
We've been to Maastricht for 3,5 days. Changed houses with the mother of my friend Janus. She could be near her grandsons for a couple of days. And we could be together and not at home in a difficult time. Two years ago were the last weeks of my love's life. First year you share the thought with a lot of people. Second year you finally find yourself more and more alone with your grief, everyday wanting more to start with a new life, but getting consience in reocurring steps that you have to accept the pain within yourself and thus being able to see in every step more air/room and light in your existence. Aren't they beautiful, these two sisters, so different and so fond of each other.