Sometimes things are fine, other times things are less than that. A very normal thing. Today Frank looked fine but said that he was a bit tired and he wanted to sleep. But he could not. Quiet, most of the time his eyes closed, the television on. The evening passed slowly.
My visit the day before yesterday was at the other end of the spectrum. Watching the history of warfair with an allert Frank, strait in his bed, like the general that he is. Pay attention! Or the phalanx will walk all over you. When I said my goodnight, two day's ago, he said goodnight in such a way that I almost expected him to step out of his bed to open the door for me.
Today I said goodnight and quitly let myself out.
Thousend times thanks!
To all the followers of the blog, to anyone who has been supportive of Frank or us in the last months and especially after his untimely death we want to say thanks from the bottom of our hearts. In the week after his passing we received so much warmth, stories, care and love, hardly describable. To us it was a very precious and valuable week and it was so good to have Frank at home where so many of his friends could visit him. And all the help, stories and info shared in that week led to a beautiful goodbye ceremony on a beautiful sunny autumn day. For those of you who could not attend, or those of you who wish to reread the funeral speeches, we publice them here (in dutch and english) with some pictures in grateful memory of, and tributed to Frank.We will miss him dearly, thanks for being with him and with us, one way or another,
On behalf of my family and his closest friends, Esther