We cleared the field today – for some green grass to grow. We fight every day – to get deep into our existence that he is not ‘here’, but ‘there’. And visiting this place – DAILY! – will help us out! I am off the hook until Jan 31, 2020, to have and be given space to do so. We all grieve in our own way. There is no manual for that. So, in order to find that ‘way’, still putting trust into ‘the system’ that we will get space for that! Formally. On sick leave. As intermittent worker, supporting…
Today, a new name came to me of our beloved one: #MikaTheAngel! He never wanted to be named a hero: “I am Mika!” – yes, humble and strong he was – and is! Our guardian angel is there, and talking to him every day when visiting his grave at our daily Zenith Walk. Summer officially over, and flowers in decay. They will spread grass seeds on Thursday morning, preparing for that. Life goes on. Fika in Serenity afterwards Aikido ended the night. Keeping my shite together. Still physically quite exhausted by the grieving work, but catching up. Mentally, in some…
At Ängsbacken Övre, Söderköping. No digital activity in place. Karin took some shots. No space for longstory blogging. See categories for keyword grasping of ‘there’ and ‘today’. Good night!
Day after the Ceremony. We are so happy with the fantastic Love Bomb yesterday. It was magic! Thanks, once again! Bengt Johannisson attended breakfast, and followed us to the grave. Joined there, also Hanna, her daughter Luna and her mom Carina. Such beautiful flowers! Waving Bengt goodbye, then all afternoon on a speedy walkabout, making errands all over the place! Ending night with “Kristallen”, the Swedish counterpart to The Emmy Awards. With that said – good night!
All went beyond the envisioned, and we felt that Mika was truly happy and excited with the Ceremony. Restaurant beyond. And then reception at home for the closest circle. As said – THANK YOU ALL! NO ONE MENTIONED – NO ONE FORGOTTEN! Pics and vids incoming and getting collected. Full story to come! Now. Exhausted! Good Night!
Last time seeing the remains of our beloved Mika. Nadine and Senada was with us. Will give special attention to all the stuff he got with him – later … All worth a separate story! Screamed my heart out. And Karin’s tears … Heartbreaking! And Nadine took the courage and power too. Senada in tears too, and in strong support to Nadine. The priest and the representative from the bureau did/had done an excellent job with the showing at S:t Olof Chapel. On our way out, Mika showed himself in profile among the clouds! Bye Bye Mika! See you tomorrow!…
True friendship lasts forever. Hanna and I met some two decades ago. Thinking about her alot after life took its turns, and his Erik and their kid, and not having direct contact for some years now. Showing up very fast by phone beyond Mika left us for #TheOtherworld. Now. Giving us home delivery food on demand these hectic preparation days! Sushi. Could live on that on a lone island, with my dearest beloved Karin for the rest of my life, methinks … Hai! Thank you Hanna and Erik! Ok. Now dealing with Night Pain and MikaMissing … See you when…
Making days intentionally long and heavy-loaded with stuff to do, so when this moment arrives – sleep hours – that thing comes almost by pure exhaustion. Because – the nights are SO DAMNED TOUGH! So, with a sleeping train coming – this day is summarized by the tagged headline. Keeping it short, light and rough. And this day remembered through the photo cloud archive, on demand, futurewise. But, most probably, next time seeing the photos through a timehop app, and wondering how on Earth we managed to survive this first year ‘beyond’. Since – right now! – the constant feeling…
Illustration … A pic saying more than a thousand words. Cleaning. Making order in chaos. Walking. First with Karin. Then alone. Picking up a bunch of books from Uni Library. Making food of prefab stuff, three sources, mixed. TV, with flashbacks from Danish Nursing History as key show – besides news and a cute docu of a Norwegian senior from far up north going to London. Chamomile tea with honey and milk. Taking care of cat litter. Getting them food and fresh water for their night. In bed. Blogging. About some key events through the day. Soto, Karin and me…
A tough day. Slowed down a bit, and emotional back-log hit us. I was screaming my lungs and soul out in the mattress where he used to sleep. Downloaded a bunch of Google Images and did some screenshots of Instagram on tag #MikaTheHero. 45 min’s of triggering. But I trigger even more on music … We had a nice and fruitful soul supporting talk with the priest today, as well. And last, but not least. Did manage to get together a Facebook Event as well. A mirroring of Karin’s event in Swedish. Repeating the plea for financial support – 0708…
Program. Work in progress. We had a strong flow session where Cerefie was at our Casa for the first time. I’ve known her something like ten Earth Rounds Around The Sun. Earlier lives excluded … Full Cerefie Story unfolding. She’s now preparing the music together with a team she’s about to synch with. In the mean time. Check her indie acts Tonarvet (legacy), and her current act Televote! Norrköping Music with High Spirit! And Cerefie Byrge has the Power to Channel the Spirit of Mika. Me just feel it!
We went to the church today, for the services. For the record – my religious ‘belief’ has been stated at that blue-white empire beginning with an F (“the Book of Faces” …?) since I joined: IN EMERGENCE. No essays about that, here and now. To the point – The priest nailed it in the sermon today, what could be a description of our lives right now. To thrive in chaos, and to just go on. Crash, and to get back. Now, beyond the greatest loss and pain ever felt, we are also economically totally on the edge. With the ceremony…