My Mom died Saturday, June 25th, at 10.15am. She was always a strong woman: as a nurse during war, in our family, doing ministries in the parrish and fighting against many illnesses. It was dificult for her to be weak. Specialy during the last weeks. But now she handed her life over to the ONE who carries all our weaknesses and gives Life where we see death. We are sad that she has gone. And we are happy that together with our Dad she now joins eternal life. Thank you for your prayers in the past weeks.
I count on them also now.
The foto above was taken last year in August. The one down shows her as a nurse. No, she was never a nun. It was just the kind of uniform they used in that time in the 1940ies in Germany.
