A Note from Benedetta Schoenborn
On the train ride i was going through my old photographs on the computer and i found this Photo of my brothers dancing at my 18th birthday Party, with Owen and myself in the back analysing the situation. I was so nervous that day, it felt good to be around a calm soul such as Owen was. Its impossible to put in words on how much he is missed by all of us.
And the other day, i wanted to wear big golden Earrings for an occasion and when i put them on, one of Owens earrings that he gave to me as a present for the 18th got strangled in them. Two small blue stones, like raindrops. They always have been precious to me as they are very beautiful! But now even more..
Sending you all a big hug, always having you in my thoughts.
yours Benedetta
