[Hetzelfde stukje, maar dan in Nederlands} It hurts. Losing someone hurt. You are reminded that life has limits. That it ends. That it is terminal. Intellectually you know everyone will die one day, some day. Yet, when it does happens you are confronted with its raw unprocessed reality. Sometimes you can sort of anticipate the …
Continue reading A personal note on the ‘suicide’ of my sister Eline Melters