Amsterdam.
Last year on the second christmas day morning Bert - Sonja`s boyfriend - woke up to her inert body, a soft but weird sounding snoring filling the still quiet early morning.
Whatever Bert tried he just didn`t seem to be able to wake Sonja up so in the end he phoned 112 - the Dutch emergency number where, after listening to his story, the telephonist lady asked him to take the phone to the bedroom so she could hear the snoring.
Despite the rushed removal by trauma helicopter to the nearest hospital, nothing could be done for poor Sonja, cerebral haemorrhaging had already done its destructive work on her brain cells.
Even if she would ever wake up again it would be as a vegetable!!!
With life support equipment stopped poor Sonja woke up in another Kingdom that us, mortal beings, know very little about as long as we are alife.
Sonja died the day after X-mas 2008 at 42 years of age, her Smallest Gallery just around the corner from the Anne Frank House sold a few days later.
Goodbye Sonja.
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