it is often said that men in their middle age enter their second youth. this usually is accompanied by runnning off with a younger woman (nurse, secretaey or mistress), nasty divorce, etc. since coming here, i have also entered my second youth. not by runnning off with a pretty nurse (though there are plenty of them), but by being reduced to the level of baby, like any baby, I eat, drink, sleep, piss and shit a lot. This gives the poor nurses plenty to do (I am not doing so on purpose) and it is great relief. I guess that I will have to pass through the other stages as well (toddler, infant, and all the rest), before I'm done here.
Next stop: kindergarten. I am curious. And I probably will bore them terribly with my limited conversation.
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