Ans

 

One morning I met Ans, she is the woman on the right at the photo. She was pushing a cart in which her mother sat … (not a wheelchair). In the afternoon she did the same, but then it was her father’s turn to be pushed around.
She answered my question if I was allowed to come to their house and make a photo of the family ‘that coffee was always ready …’.
The family lived a bit isolated … a tiny house that was on the list to be demolished … Two beds in the living room, for both sick parents, and barely any space left over … I turned out to be one of very few visitors … times had changed …
everything used to be so different … memories in an old photo on the wall … Nowadays it was a sad story … even de family dog knew this …
I listened to their stories for a while and then it was time to take the photo of the family. Dad couldn´t stand very long, so Ans hoisted him out of his chair and helped him to stay on his legs. I quickly made the photo …

It is only afterwards that I realized that Ans obliterated herself day in and day out to give her parents the help they needed … I kept thinking about this …
Times changed indeed … loving care for another is a precious thing nowadays …