Every month, day people die, family, friends. My dear uncle, the only one being kind to me died on December 4th St Nicholas day. I remember how he tried to bring the preswnts my grandmother bought after my parents divorced (my father hit the road).

It wasn't appreciated and my mother chased him away like a stray dog. Still, I have good thoughts of him trying and if I think of him year after year although he froze to death alone in Lapland.

My best friend died on March 8th, a birtday. She said: Sorry, I can no longer live and hang in. It was dine with me. Who dies shouldn't care about the feelings if those lefr behind and what date it is. I still have her 5 gulden, we gave that note of money on birthdays. She liked birthdays and celebrating together just like travelling.

♥️🍀