Dear Marlou, I got to know you only in the last one year or so when I moved to Delft. But even in the little time, I felt your warmth and exuberance. You and Pieter invited me home for dinner and we chatted for long about your early days – how you and Pieter met, who followed whom to which part of the world, how you raised the children in Africa before moving back to the Netherlands. You fed me delicious food and I promised to reciprocate with an Indian meal at a later time. Alas, that will never be. You reached out to me often and asked me to come over whenever I felt lonely in Delft. It is absolutely heart breaking to know that you are now gone. Your memory lives on in the heart of all the people whose life you have touched, including mine. Rest in peace, Marlou.
Dear Marlou, I got to know you only in the last one year or so when I moved to Delft. But even in the little time, I felt your warmth and exuberance. You and Pieter invited me home for dinner and we chatted for long about your early days – how you and Pieter met, who followed whom to which part of the world, how you raised the children in Africa before moving back to the Netherlands. You fed me delicious food and I promised to reciprocate with an Indian meal at a later time. Alas, that will never be. You reached out to me often and asked me to come over whenever I felt lonely in Delft. It is absolutely heart breaking to know that you are now gone. Your memory lives on in the heart of all the people whose life you have touched, including mine. Rest in peace, Marlou.