— So, eight years ago, a little wonderboy was born. And now, he’s gone. Our little wonderboy! How you survive such stuff? Don’t ask. We just do. I’ve restored my power to create and joy of life. But when the pain hits, it hits like hell. Not staying that long as it used to. And memories of joy can be restored. With melancholy. Yes, reaching far in the tough work called “sorrow”. In my multi-traumatic life, surviving PTSD and living with back and forth with anxiety to levels of the unbearable sometimes, I have fully returned to pursue and…
Today we gave honour to Mika, one year after he left us for The Otherworld. We took a fika at his grave. Added a bouquet, and opened a “Kinderägg Surprajs” as he used to say. A little elephant! A symbol as such – the wise elephant with the strong memory. Always remembering our little boy! An elephant was also on the shirt he had when he passed away. Coming home, we got a message from our medium that he wanted ice cream, meringue and chocolate, and some balloons. So be it! Here is the last image of him conscious. His…
Our Hero, born 10.19, May 28, 2015, turning Angel 11.34, Aug 1, 2019, was honoured today. We went to the grave and added some flowers – one rose for Nadine, Karin and me, respectively – and new oil lights. Then we went home and had cake and lit the five year candle, with the five year baloon in the air. Hedwig and Jippii was here today as well, and we watched the photos from the Mika memorial and bye-bye. A big check box ticked, in this painful work that sorrow gives us. Moving on. Mika – I <3 U 4EVAH!
At 11.34, 1st of August, Mika left us here in this world, for the other world. Eternally loved – Always missed. Photo from February 2019, the first one I took with this cellphone. And the grave from today. I love you Mika. See you again when my time comes. Take care in between, our little angel!
Mika’s place was visited by some friends this xmas. Hanna with family, giving a dog. And Pia with family, coming with a small xmas tree. Thank you!
Yesterday it came into place – our family headstone. I had a strong peak in sorrow pain today. Getting so manifested … We are satisfied with the stone. Pink/black/grey tiger stripey, made of what is called Hallandia. Two bronze birds – one looking down, one looking up. Minimalist text. ABRAHAMSSON. Mika.
We visited the grave, Nov 26. It turned out to be the last time with the temporary iron cross with his name. Dark is the sorrow. Green is the hope. Grass growing. Life changing. A day with one of the most tired and exhausted feelings in a very long time. Hence, retrospective blogging.
With greetings from all over Sweden, placing oil candles on Mika’s Grave.
Walking. Visiting the grave. Calm and nice. Great dinner! Thank you for a nice day! Good night!
Went thru ALL photos taken with this cellphone today, from February and onwards. The last months with Mika passing by in two hours. A truly exhaustive experience. But my belief is that this is needed to eventually and hopefully reach the final and last phase of the grief process – acceptance. As visiting the grave, daily. And now coming to “mostly daily”. Today added with Japanese Maple Leafs. Feeling that the grief process is catching up on us in one heavy and core aspect – deep exhaustion. So. Boosting and healing! Running yesterday. Kundalini Yoga at the studio tonighr! All…