Arkiv | juni, 2012

I am home

21 Jun

I open all the windows in my house, cool fresh air comes in, my feet get very cold but I like it.

So silent it is. Only the occasional bird singing.

I fill the kitchen with the aroma of freshly brewed, very strong coffee.

24 hours awake, then 5 hours of sleep. It is 04.45 in the morning.

Very jetlagged indeed.

But what do I care.

I am home.

Annonser

That was only a part of me

16 Jun

You are so changed, he said. And I answered: No, I am not. I am the same. But there are different aspects of every person, different traits, sides and angles. And what you saw during the short time you and I spent together, that was only part of me.

At different times in life, under diverse circumstances, we showcase various sides of ourself to the world. And I wonder if life may be about finding out as much as possible about ourselves, our traits and talents, as we can. And then using that knowledge to better ourselves.

Every person is a very complex being. Does anyone ever find out completely, 100 percent, who they are?
I do not know.

Little shoe

11 Jun

(Originally posted on Google Plus)


45 years ago, a baby girl wore this shoe. She must have loved to totter around in it (and it’s partner shoe, of course), because, as you can see, it’s quite worn.

That little girl was me. I found the shoe while looking for something in the closet.

At home in Sweden, I have photos of baby Annie wearing this shoe and it’s partner. Holding mom’s or dad’s hand. Squinting against the sun, trying to look at the photographer.

And then I get tears in my eyes. And I cry a little. Because my parents are both gone, and I miss them very much.

Ohhhh well. When I go home to Sweden this summer, I will take Little Shoe with me. Because I’m pretty sure it’s partner shoe resides in a closet there. In the house that used to be my parents’, and that now is mine.

They should be together, the two of them. In that house.

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