A broken heart

A broken heart. Two halves separately and yet together. I could not think of anything more symbolic than this. Today I bought two necklaces with two – mating – half hearts. In one half I had my sister’s name engraved, while my name was there in the other half. So now I can wear my sister close to my heart. And so can she. For her children, my three nephews and my niece, I went shopping too. For my nephew T. who translates our e-mails from and into English, I got an Ajax shirt. He loves soccer…

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