This morning I've gotten very sad news by mail. Some one I know quite well from meetings has lost his 13 year old son... I'm quiet and nothing comes out of my hands. Thought of making a page for them with AP jardinier and AP family for them.

I shall try to translate the poem I've made for them

Like a butterfly you came alive,
You were full of live, ideas, plans, inspiration and dreams..

But they don't ask
Way to early you're ripped out of live

Dear Jelle I want you to know..
that you're born out of love
and gone with much more pain in the heart...