Sit Sit Sit…and spill the tea!💁♂️
We’re super chuffed to add another @lucindarosabosch piece to our collection 😍😍😍
She’s a gloriously talented artist!
Wasn’t she just gorgeous 🥹
Today marks one year since we spread her ashes, as per her last wish.
Her wish was always to go first. Her wish was to have children, grandchildren, to travel the world, and to live a full life. All her wishes came true.
It has become easier to accept, but not to understand.
How lucky we were to have had her. How unlucky to witness her excruciating end.
So now we cling to everything, from food to perfumes to songs, for a quick hit, a quick dose of her. Holding on to the beauty for as long as possible before the grief comes to remind us what’s gone. At least the love is still here, and it has grown.
@juanschutte@elsjenette
🕊️60 Weeks🕊️
Today marks 60 weeks since we lost our beautiful mother. Just over 10 000 hours, or 36 million seconds.
Grief is such an odd creature, it bends time. It unceremoniously shrinks 60 weeks to feel like yesterday, last week, or even seconds after it happened. Warping all the timelines into every waking, dreaming second, choosing at random which timeline to present to you. And then it prances away like nothing happened.
Still, I hold on to these past 60 weeks, as I do with her 60 years alive. On her diamond birthday, we bought her diamond earrings and a diamond necklace. She only took them off when she went to hospital for the last time.
But diamonds are forever, just like our love for her… our beautiful diamond mother.
We miss you every second, hour, day, and week… and it will take my entire lifetime to recover from that last second together.
@juanschutte@elsjenette
At the start of 2025, it really was not a happy new year.
We buried our beloved mother, and then started rebuilding a new reality while running at full speed.
It was indeed a New year…
New Feelings
New Countries
New Friends
New House
New knew
I never knew that I could be this strong. For the past year I did not know if grief was holding on to me, or I to it.
This was a non-stop grieving year, and somehow I grew through it, around it, in it.
As we approached the 1 year anniversary of her death on Christmas day, I stood back and reflected on what I actually overcame this year. And I am proud of the growth through the pain, and I know she would have been proud too!
Thanks to everyone who stood by me, held my hand, made me laugh, and pushed me when I needed it most.
2026 will, undoubtedly, start off better, so let’s see what happens next. 🎉
