In February, we received the news that the youngest sister had passed away.
Her body couldn't take it anymore. Too fragile, too much was already going on.
Simon remained in contact with the eldest sister.
Occasionally he visited her.
With some food.
Let's see how it went.
When he visited her again in April, he was shocked.
In front of him sat a seriously ill woman. Weakened.
Walking became difficult.
It broke his heart.
They spoke together.
At first, she didn't want to go to the hospital.
“I can't afford that... and how would that work?”
Simon reassured her.
That we would help her.
That she wasn't alone.
An ambulance came a day later.
She was taken to the hospital.
But sometimes... we are too late.
The next day she passed away.
What remained was to be there.
And helping where possible — with a dignified farewell.
Two sisters.
Which held each other up for so long.
Both vulnerable.
Together again.
Rest in peace.
