Harkema
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My tribute to my Mother and Hero, who passed away on January 26,1996. a day that forever changed my life. My tribute is in Dutch, English and Frisian. Dutch Mama, deze foto van jou is typisch zoals mensen zich jou zullen herinneren. In de keuken, koffie aan het maken, klaar om soep en botherhammen te
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In skies beyond where mortal eyes may see,There dwells a love, unfettered, wild, and free.For there, amidst celestial light and grace,Besides my mother, in a sacred space. Though parted by the veil that time decrees,Your spirit lingers in the whispering breeze.In every bloom that dances ‘neath the sun,I feel your presence, though our time is
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The buzzword nowadays is “immigrants” and in hardly any context it is used in a positive way.Here is the thing though, who is an immigrant? This is just a micro snapshot in history. It is basically a background of my family well at least from my Mother’s side. The picture at the start of the
History of Sorts 
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