Celebration

We went north, again. In Utrecht we separate our ways. Bert went to a cycling and walking fair and I went to my cousin to celebrate her returned health. 
Soon I received a photo from Bert. He had met the girl's father. He was on the show because of his job.

My cousin had bought whipped cream cake to celebrate. I brought a happy pop up card for her. I know how she likes them. We chatted about her progress, going on holiday, work and what if's. There's always the 'what if'. We have to think about it, of course, but I'm glad we celebrated this afternoon. 
What ever happens.