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Brieven aan Joah

Letters to my son Joah

Thoughts and experiences of a grieving mother

Letters to my son Joah. I write them, he doesn’t read them. At least, that’s what I assume or in heaven something must have been invented for illiteracy in babies. Perhaps Jesus reads them as a bedtime story, although I can imagine something more exciting than the thoughts and experiences of a grieving mother. I’m publishing them because it might be of some use to you or someone around you.