I had taken a really nice picture today of a half-sunken rowboat here somewhere in the ditch. And I would have loved to share it with you right now, but I can't find the cable from my camera to the laptop. Unfortunately, this laptop does not have a cardreader, so unfortunately!

And yet I wanted to share that picture so badly. Because although it was half full, he had not sunk. I think it's mostly floating on the air chambers that are in this polyester boat.

And I was thinking about that at this time. Because although our mental state of mind is now half drowned by the corona problems, we also just float on the air chambers that life gives us.

We live in a state of half-underwater, of air hoods and so to stay afloat in today's life.

These Christmas days are different from other years, less exuberant, but perhaps that's why they are so intimate. Together as a family, maybe an extra relative or friend who sat alone at home differently. It's so different, but not too much we enjoy these days.

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Ik heb gelukkig nooit de hoop opgegeven en dat blijf ik ook volhouden. Mooie geschreven 👍
@DiaantjesLife 🦋 merci! Ja, we houden de moed er maar in.
je hebt deze kerstmis mooi omschreven. Laten we hopen dat 2021 weer hoopvol mag worden......
@marijke we moeten de lichtpuntjes zoeken en weten te vinden 😉
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Er is altijd hoop, dat zie ik in het bootje wat niet wil zinken!
@The Original Enrique zeker weten vriend, zeker weten!
Symbolisch zo'n nog net drijvend gezonken bootje.
@Dewaputra precies, zo jammer dat ik die foto niet kan gebruiken nu. Wellicht later nog eens. Thanks
Jammer dat we de foto niet kunnen zien.
@Sandwichman dat zeker, maar ik bewaar hem ;)