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Last Saturday I got some wonderful hugs, the ones where you just want to squeeze a little tighter, because you feel it’s an honest hug filled with love. I have become somewhat of an expert in hugging. In the past I always wanted to keep my distance, in every sense of the word, because I was too afraid to get hurt. But oh, how I longed for those hugs. So I compensated my hugs for drawings. If I truly liked or loved the person, I gave them a drawing. Now I do both… hahaha.


An all-time favorite niece of mine, always hugged me like that. We didn’t see each other often, but when we did, she always gave me a hug that felt so tight, it always broke some of my outer brigs. Off course I hastily repaired the damaged brigs after she left, but she planted a seed.


And the seed sprouted.


Now, my hugs are only of the utmost honesty, filled with love. Where there first were none, I now give hugs to everyone I love. Life is too short to not let them know how you feel about them.



So, I had some wonderful hugs, ánd two beautiful drawings. And as if that wasn’t enough, I got a birthday present as well. It was a Lego Wonder Woman Brickheadz. I had never seen it before, and I loved it. This was just too funny.

I told them this would be a wonderful distraction after the colonoscopy. And I would assemble my little Wonder Woman after I got home.


Well… I tried….



Just as I thought, I was groggy, and my body hurt when I came home. Apparently I was even thát much groggy, I made pictures of myself instead of calling Ramon to come pick me up at the hospital.



Somehow I did manage to call him, because I ended up at home.

After a long nap, I woke up feeling horrible. Perfect time to do something distracting. I opened the box, and it scared the hell out of me.



‘There are over a million pieces in here!!! How is that even possible, coming out of such a tiny little box??’



Ramon laughed out loud. ‘I think you are still under the influence of the anaesthetic. Let me help you.’ After I tried desperately to fit a leg piece in an eye socket.



So, I have to admit, I’m not a Wonder Woman in building brigs of Lego after a colonoscopy. But even so, it was a nice distraction watching Ramon put my Wonder Woman together.



All though it may have took him exactly 6 minutes and 33 seconds…. The residue of anaesthetics made it seem like forever….




Today is prep day for tomorrow’s colonoscopy, so no eating and only drinking that horrible stuff to clean my bowels.



To take my mind of feeling even shittier than I already feel, I stared at the flowers I got from my nephew, while I was looking at the photo’s I made, from a few days ago. My sister came over for dinner with my nephew Dante, and nieces Angel and Charlie. My sister had asked if we could eat my homemade spare ribs any time soon. Ramon almost immediately  agreed by saying yes, because much to his opinion we eat homemade spare ribs fa-aaaar to less.

So we set a date to eat spare ribs together, and for my nephew, who doesn’t eat anything unless it’s fried or pizza, I would make spaghetti. He promised me he would eat that, instead of the everlasting fries with curry.

I was really looking forward to it. The spare ribs had marinated for two days, and I popped them into the oven early in the morning of our dinner date, to cook them low and slow. So the only thing I had to do that would require only a little extra energy, was making the spaghetti. I was planning on making it together with Dante and Angel. I thought the interaction of making spaghetti together, giving them each their own tasks in chopping, kneading, and stirring, would make it a lot more fun to eat the spaghetti for Dante.

But the only one who ended up helping me in the kitchen, was Angel. She was all hands on, and so full of enthusiasm, asking questions, mimicking my moves… I think the kitchen was radiating a golden glow coming from me. I loved this moment so very much, it was like a dream come true. Standing in the kitchen with a little girl loving food just as much as me, watching and learning, and eager to do it herself.



We had to eat at the coffee table sitting on our knees, because the whole house is somewhat like a construction site due to a heavy leakage in the washingroom/office, which Ramon is fixing at the moment. But it made it all the more cozy. It felt like picnicking, only indoors.



For desert we had a strawberry milkshake with fresh strawberries. And to make it extra yummy for the kids, especially for Dante, it was decorated with a sprinkled donut and cream. Off course Angel helped picking the strawberries, and was almost psyched when she made it all the more delicious with putting the donuts on top.



She couldn’t wait to serve them, telling her mom in full detail how she helped. She told me it was the best spaghetti, spare ribs, ánd milkshake she ever had.



Even Charlie her pretty little eyes popped open of surprise when my sister gave her a little sip on a straw. My ego was lifted so very much, it boosted my almost depleted energy.

What made my heart jump even more, was when Angel asked shyly at the end of the evening, if she could stay with us for one night. I hesitated for a moment, and looked at Ramon. I was so overrun with emotion, I didn’t want to say no. But would it be wise, with my energy being so low at the moment. Ramon winked me and nodded; why not? I’m here as well. It will be fine.

So for the first time in my life, there will be a child sleep over at our house. Again, it is like a dream coming true. But there is also a little fear in the back of my head, if I can make it through, because I can’t take more meds, and I desperately not want to scare or discomfort Angel when it doesn’t go well. But it is a fear which is covered with a thick layer of excitement. And Ramon said it will be fine. I will hold on to that.

I almost can’t wait till Friday. I should be feeling a lot better by then. Two days after the colonoscopy. And it’s a nice distraction. I’m thinking of all the things we can do, and even think smart on how to preserve my energy and still make it fun and special for Angel.

Yesssss….. I have some great ideas!!!!! You just wait little girl…..



To be continued.




This year, my birthday felt like a victory. I honestly am grateful for getting another year older. There, where I was told I wouldn’t even make it to this year’s spring. I feel like I defied the odds.

I wanted to celebrate it, big time! But my physical condition at the moment is not so well to say the least. It became a little better after the daily intake of anti-diarrhoeals , but it still isn’t going well.

And with Kuzco his recent surgery, we better should take it slow. So we did.



But never the less, I had a wonderful birthday! An extended version even.



The day before, we had a small party together, just the two of us and the doggies. Just like last year, there was Parksessie Velsen, where you could enjoy music and entertainment while sitting in the grass enjoying your own brought picnic.



So we took our dinner and wine to the park, and had a lovely evening together.



Ramon decorated the entire house with colorful garlands and balloons for my birthday. I love garlands and balloons, they make me so happy with their bright colors splashing all over the place.



He even put different kinds of notes saying happy birthday throughout the house. So when I woke up, and did my daily routine, I felt happier with each step I took. My smile went literally from ear to ear, and I believe it stayed there for the entire day.



My parents, mother in law, sister and my nephew and nieces, all came to celebrate my victory. Everyone wore their best hat, which made it the perfect little party.



Even my neighbor from downstairs brought beautiful sunflowers in the afternoon, and we drank and toasted a glass of wine together. It really was nice surprise, which made me feel a birthday girl big time.



I was exhausted, but I didn’t care one bit. Even though some people congratulated me with the emphasis on the excitement that it will be next year soon, to celebrate a very special big 40th birthday, this is my very special birthday. I don’t even know if I will make it to 40. So I really don’t want to focus on next year’s birthday. This one was almost not given, so this year is the most special and happy birthday for me. And I wanted to take it all in.

When my mother asked me what I wanted to have for a birthday gift, I told her I really wanted them to join me for a nice day where would have a drink together. To make some new memories. We set the date two days after my birthday. That way I could rest up from party number one, and prepare for party number two.



Ramon arranged a whole day of fun and laughter.



He took us to the cheese market in Edam. I never been to a cheese market before, and I loved it.




We acted like tourist and made pictures of any and everything. And off course we bought a small Edammer cheese.



We drank a cup of coffee and then we drove to where we would have a lunch together. It was a trip down memory lane for my parents, so while we enjoyed our delicious lunch, stories were told.



It was the best gift my parents, and especially Ramon, have given me for my very special birthday.




I still haven’t stored the garlands yet. I will wait just as long as the balloons stay full of air. I just love it so much, I don’t want the feeling to end just yet.






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