Tijd om te wieden
Het is tijd om te wieden. Als je dat niet vaak genoeg doet wordt het eerder een barre tocht door de metersdiepe penwortels en neerdwarrelende zaden die zich rond de gewassen verzamelen. Eén voordeel van te laat wieden is dat je precies ziet wat er niet in het bedje zou moeten staan. Dat zijn plantjes […]
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Een ijsvogel in Amsterdam
Deze vogel voelt zo zeldzaam als die lawaaierige groene parkieten in Amsterdam zouden moeten zijn.
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I never learned to say I love you
Happiness is something that multiplies when it is divided – Paulo Coelho I rarely told my parents I loved them. They had a hard time doing it too so they never taught us. A couple of months before my mother died, my brother and I visited my parents’ house. Before we were heading out again, […]
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Things (not) to say when someone lost a loved one
When I knew my mom had only a couple days left to live I texted a few of my friends, letting them know things we’re going downhill. One of them replied: “I hope she will be ok.” It’s not easy to get me angry, but after this comment I got furious. She is not going […]
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I won’t let anxiety stop me from going for a run
Before I fall asleep I set the intention to go for a run the next morning. A couple hours later I find myself sitting on the couch, listing enough reasons to leave my running shoes exactly where they are- in the hallway. It’s too hot outside. I stood on my feet for nine hours in […]
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I wouldn’t want to go back to my parents’ house
Four years ago I sold my parents’ house. The house we moved to when I was 10 years old, the house where both my mom and dad passed away. My brother and I took everything out. Most of the furniture must have found its way into a new home by now, after we took it […]
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