The day my life ended

Today it is exactly 7 years ago I went on a surf holiday for Easter with the kids. They didnt want to go! I was the driving force in that specific holiday. The kids would have rather wanted to stay home, meet up with friends, play games and sleep in. Their argument was that we had already spent some days in Seville for Amalies' birthday and then had a full month of school work, so they just wanted to do nothing the entire holiday. As much as the soul is healed by being with children and as much as I…

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