Leiden – Groningen
“They’re young. Must feel like a lifetime away”, Willem puffs. I laugh. Look at us, four grey heads, worrying about our kids’ pensions. “With the current interest rates…” Thea nods, her face serious. And there it comes, home-made coffee and sliced raisin bread. A grin spreads on my face. It must be over forty years ago we travelled to former Yugoslavia, I remember laughing at oldies like us. “Oh! Did we tell you?” Thea sounds excited now. “We’re going to be grandparents.” I hear the smile in her voice and I feel grateful. They are-a changing. I stick the raisin bread between my teeth to receive my coffee.