maandag 6 juli 2015

a beautiful sunset and bad news



Our weekend started wonderful, with a swim in the sea and a romantic 
sunset that would fit on a kitschy postcard. Flynn had the time of her 
life, as the beach is her favorite place to run like crazy.
Sadly, I got a telephone with bad news Saturday evening; my mum had 
fallen down the stairs and lies in the hospital with a shattered eye socket, 
an eyelid torn, a broken nose and a broken wrist. We drove immediately 
to Bruges to visit her and it didn't look nice.




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