Today marks a week of sorrow & togetherness. We celebrated her life in 3 ways. With her funeral, a bonfire & cake in her house. Farmor had made an impact on all of us. She touched our life in many different ways.
The funeral was the saddest & most stressful. I was nominated by my cousin’s to read at her funeral. A great honor. It was hard to read & I cried for most of it. She became an icon in my life. Someone I will never forget, she’s irreplaceable in so many ways.
I feel touched that I mattered soo much to her in so many ways. She could make anything. Usually from scratch & the recipe in her head, she wouldn’t even measure her ingredients when she baked. She would do it by feel & look when she cooked.
Her handwriting was beautiful & her stories she would tell you where adorable.
Rest in peace Farmor, love you.
I am a 46 year old writer and poet that just published my first collection of poetry called Greylight. I live by 3 simple rules everyday, live, laugh, love. I currently live in Norway with my husband and our dog. I adore people watching and seeing how others see the city I now live in. I hope you enjoy reading and if you ever have any feedback all is welcome.