Hi, my name is Noud Hermse. On February 10, 2023, I got my own cloud. The next day I would have turned 8. All official documents say I was 7, but my dad (Rolf) and mom (Annemie) always say I was 8. That’s why the song 7 Years by Lukas Graham was played at my funeral.
Mom and Dad were going to show me the world, but now that that is no longer possible, they want to show the world who I was. That is why Mom paints little stones for me, which she leaves everywhere. On the back of these little stones is a reference to this page. You have probably found such a little stone.
On this site you can read my story and watch photos of me. There are also stories about what was done by different people after my death, so that I am not forgotten. Take a look around and maybe you would like to leave a message. My mom and dad would really appreciate that.
Well, goodbye!
Greetings
Noud
How nice that you want to read my story!
I was born on February 11, 2015 at 5:06 PM in the Jeroen Bosch Hospital in Den Bosch, the Netherlands.
My dad always said that he didn’t want to be a dad after his 40th birthday, because he would feel too old.
The funny thing is that dad turned 40 on the day I was born. And he was also born just after 5 PM. My mom did a good job, didn’t she!
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