My jaar het nie regtig goed begin nie, maar soos dit vir my klink is daar min wie s’n goed begin het. Ek het wel iets geleer en dit word mooi opgesom in die woorde wat Michelle op Garth se begrafnisbrief gesit het. Dit kom uit Jonathan Livingston Seagull:
But then the day came that he vanished. He had been talking quietly with them all, exhorting them never to stop their learning and their practicing and their striving to understand more of the perfect invisible principle of all life. Then, as he spoke, his feathers went brighter and brighter and at last turned so brilliant that no gull could look upon him.
And these were the last words that he spoke, “Keep working on love.”