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Letter To My Mum, Dad & Sister

I don’t believe in official holidays. They are invented by Hallmark to sell more post cards. However I do believe in celebrations. Celebrating life changes. Like moving into a new place. Getting a dog. Graduating. And today is a day to celebrate. But before going into that, I like to talk a little about about my family. In particular my mum,…

Highlights of April

15 High- & lowlights of April

In April I decided to challenge myself in several ways; eating vegetarian for a month, chopping off all my hair… I debated those things for quite some time/months, and they all turned out to be pretty legendary. Lesson learned; less debating, more doing.   1. Laughing and crying at the same time. Like really crying Have you ever experienced laughing so hard,…

Highlights of March

11 Highlights of March

March was a pretty special month. It was the month where I celebrated my “official 1 year anniversary in America” (I arrived on the 3d of March in 2015) and where we applied for an H1B visum so I can stay in the States. It also came with quite some insecurities…   1. Getting to  know the inside of a computer…

Gluten free banana bread (easy & low in sugar)

So this one day I found 3 overripe bananas in the office. I was just on a gluten free quest and had bought gluten free flour, so I felt like a winner when I discovered this recipe that hardly has sugar in it. However the mixture based on the original recipe turned out way too moist, so I started adding…

Done is better than perfect

The fear of posting this

I slid my phone over to Laurence, sitting across of me on a train. On the screen was the post about the sudden death of my grandmother. She carefully carved out 3 minutes of her trip to California to read it. Her fingers swiped down on the little screen. After those minutes she looked at me with tears in her eyes. One of…

Never wait

Never wait. Dedication to my grandmother.

My grandmother died an hour ago. She passed away in the hospital, while I was arranging flying to Belgium to see her a last time before it was too late. I guess that’s life’s way of saying ‘never wait’. My grandmother was 87 and had a good life, but boy how I wished I could have had that last glass of port…

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