“Late december, harsh winter gave me a cold. You fixed me up something that was good for my soul. Famous homemade chicken soup, can I have another bowl?”

It’s 8 am now in tilburg i haven’t slept at all.

It’s like when you just know you’re entire day is going to consist of heartache and tears, how can i fall asleep knowing exactly what my day is going to be like.

This is why my mom and i came here. My moms sister passed away last january and the house is going to be full of people mourning and praying. I just don’t really understand it, are we going to do this every year, for everyone who passes away? Despite not understanding i made that choice to come here and be at my mom and uncles side.

I just really feel like im on a emotional roller coaster. One minute im fine and the next i feel myself breaking but i don’t dare cry in front of anyone. There are memories of my aunt all over the house and all i can think about was that summer in Bosnia how much she looked after me. After she passed away i really learned to embrace every moment with my friends and family. Moments i would never think to appreciate before i do now, the relationships i have built with people i cherish more then anything. If only i wasn’t so young and naive back then, but i can’t look back at the past im just so thankful for my aunt and all the love she has given me.

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