For My foreign friends.
A good morning, but no, it’s not a good morning, not after it terrible news that the boys Ruben (9) & Julian(7), who we’re taken away for a holiday by their father, now we’re found dead. What we feared had become reality, it hurts … it hurts very deeply.
~ Unknown doesn’t mean unloved ~ , (is a Dutch saying)
Because we all sympathize with Iris, the mother left alone behind. Words fail, to comfort to lift the emptiness and sadness which she will be going through. It’s a black day in the history of humanity, that someone can be overruled by hate so deeply and therefore can commit such a crime.
It is hard to imagine, too hard to understand.
From hatred no one ever has become better person, so let us Love, the ones around you, don’t forget yourself. So that we, together paint this world more beautiful, than it seemed before.