9/11

On the 11th September 2001, I flew to France to start my year abroad at a French uni.
The events of 9/11 somehow bypassed me given my limited language skills at the time. And quite possibly my preoccupation with setting up a new life.
Nonetheless, I will always remember where I was on the day.

9/11 now has another meaning, too.
On the 11th September 2017 my mum's funeral took place.
The last months have been eventful and challenging. And despite I knew that death was imminent, it remains surreal that she now really is dead.