Dear Juan Pablo,
I took this picture of you and Hassan in April of 2018. Hassan and I were planning to go see the first signs of spring at Clingendael: the fresh daisies, the baby lambs, color and sound coming back to the land. We bumped into you on the way there and you readily agreed to join us. I remember you like that: always ready for an adventure, always ready to enjoy the company of others, to appreciate the truly meaningful things of life.
You were passionate yet gentle; eager to share but also eager to listen; very curious of the wider world, but also internally contemplative.
At times I didn't understand you and that scared me - I wish I perhaps had just enjoyed you more as you were. As we all were that day, without pretensions. The baby lambs were still so small and could barely walk on their own. Hassan was making the two of us laugh telling stories of goats in Pakistan jumping around and being a nightmare to herd. We were mostly just quiet and happy to bathe in the sun.
I sent this picture to Yenny that day and she said "Two of my beloved people". You were, indeed, beloved by so many.
Thanks for having shared this earth with us...
I hope you can now rest well.
Dear Juan Pablo,
I took this picture of you and Hassan in April of 2018. Hassan and I were planning to go see the first signs of spring at Clingendael: the fresh daisies, the baby lambs, color and sound coming back to the land. We bumped into you on the way there and you readily agreed to join us. I remember you like that: always ready for an adventure, always ready to enjoy the company of others, to appreciate the truly meaningful things of life.
You were passionate yet gentle; eager to share but also eager to listen; very curious of the wider world, but also internally contemplative.
At times I didn't understand you and that scared me - I wish I perhaps had just enjoyed you more as you were. As we all were that day, without pretensions. The baby lambs were still so small and could barely walk on their own. Hassan was making the two of us laugh telling stories of goats in Pakistan jumping around and being a nightmare to herd. We were mostly just quiet and happy to bathe in the sun.
I sent this picture to Yenny that day and she said "Two of my beloved people". You were, indeed, beloved by so many.
Thanks for having shared this earth with us...
I hope you can now rest well.
