Finally, after a while I am able to write something. I had a hectic period. I went to Holland, back home to see my lovely friends. Where everything just goes on. I did see and do everything what I wanted to do and to see my lovely grandmother probably for the last time. I think she has arrived at her time. It's her time to step out of her wonderful, adventurous life to find peace and to see my lovely grandfather. That is not sad particularly, only for the people which she will let behind, that is the sad part. She was a strong woman, a wife, a mother, a friend and a beloved grandmother. I hope she will find rest after 93 years. That is a part of life and everything will goes back on track eventually.

Like I am, sitting here back in Majella, in Italy. Where I have to get my mind back on work etc. But why is it so hard? Hard to move on like nothing has happened. But that is growing, right? You have to deal with these things to grow and develop your life. But why do I feel so guilty if I try to think about other stuff instead of my Oma? I try to think about all the happy stuff that happened last week and tell about. Like I had lovely drinks, lunch and dinner with my dear friends. Then again my thoughts about Oma get me back… and I get blocked. "Everything is temporary" they say. Like holidays or your music taste (like my serious and addictive mood for country-music, to deal with my breakup but it is replaced with the new album of James Blunt (which I recommend because it has very nice songs on it)). Everything is temporary counts also for people, friendships and lives and moods like these. But it is so confronting that everything is moving on so fast. I looked at photos when I was at my grandma's at Easter Monday and all those memories felt like ages ago. So we need to live our lives right now! Don't regret things by holding you back with sad stuff but "Carpe" your "Diem"!

And that is what I will do for the rest of my stay here and everywhere. Make photos to keep your memories alive but live like my grandmother would do.