Somewhere in Australia, in a nice house, with an ordinary family (child, mom, dad) there lived a Dets.
Dets often sat behind her laptop. Tippy-tapping the keys and putting words on the screen. Amazing words, that weave a story, that many people love.
But we’re getting sidetracked, in between these writing (and blog) sessions, Dets juggles a Dwarfling, husband, job and of course real life!
And upon realising this, respect for Dets often raises. She’s nice and helps people who need it. She is humble and admits when she is wrong! Which even makes her a more amazing human being!
But the most important thing is, it’s Dets her birthday today. And thus, like 12 hours away from where I live, is an amazing person celebrating this happy day with her family!
Happy birthday Determamfidd!
Fijne verjaardag, lieve Dets! Maak er een leuke dag van en geniet zo veel mogelijk!
(Happy birthday, dear Dets! Have a nice day and enjoy it to the fullest!)
((((Unlike 18th century writing, commas in Dutch aRENT implying a different meaning, not did I intend that))))
Oh my god Nina. Nina. I have been making Captain Flappy hands at the screen for the last five minutes, trying to put into words how grateful and speechless and touched I am. By this. This is just so kind and sweet and nnngh I can’t, it’s like a ball of huge formless happy sitting just in my chest, and it’s crowding out every word I’ve ever known or read, it’s just NNNNGH
THANK YOU. THANK YOU. You tremendous, strong, wonderful, amazing person. THANK YOU.
*sends all the hugs and love in the world*







