Monday: The Three Musketeers, Liv, Turid and I went for a walk in the forest. Liv and I took an ice cold bath in fresh water.
In the hillside we caught site of a deer mom with her fragile child. Then of a sudden a deer ram came bursting out of the woods, chasing the mother and leaving the disturbed deerling on its own.
It felt like a "Bambi" reality sceen.
Preparations for three guests coming from the far North to stay for the week.
Tuesday: Followed Sigve and his nearest friends to the cemetery chapel to say goodbye. It was heartbreaking.. Grandchildren sending self made poems and their dearest toy with the casket. Liv sharing words from the Bible and a huge bouquet of Bluebells.
Later on long time friend Rita came with her two lovely daughters. We have known each other for thirty years, but now we had not met in nine years.
Wednesday: Herring-jazz in town. (that means trad. jazz played in 25 pubs, churches, neighbour islands and concert hall.) We went to the opening in a museum arena by the Dock.
The girls wanted to shop, they're more into popular music. Gunnar stayed home making a party of good food when we returned.
Thursday: Gunnar, Serina and I attended Sigve's funeral. The church was packed with people. Sigve was a social, friendly and well respected man.
Thursday is potato ball day in our town. We took our guests out for dinner. The mother had been longing for this local dish, the girls were more into Burgers and ice.(No one blamed them)
We strolled along the Harald's Street, up and down its more than three kilometres.
After resting we went to town again till past midnight.Friday: More jazz, more leisurely, walking, talking, meeting with old friends. The girls made dinner at home while Rita and I had a last round in town.
We stayed up until three in the morning each night.
Will and Terry were heavily in my mind. Tried to write a few words after the others had gone to bed.
Saturday: The girls set off for a long and winding road back home. We were worrying sick how they would manage all the tunnels and bumpy curves.
Serina has got a cough again. Gunnar is my rock.
Tomorrow we'll have to make serious preparations for Serina leaving home for a year.
My prayers are with you...and Serina...
My heart goes out to you and Serina, and your husband as well! This evening my family read your favorite Psalm as our Bible reading, and I thought of you right away.
Even there Your hand will guide me,
Your right hold will hold me...
May His Hand support you through your trials.
Love and Prayers,
thank you again for you Psalm 37.
3 Trust in the LORD and do good;
dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.
4 Delight yourself in the LORD
and he will give you the desires of your heart.
These worses became a great comfort to me as I looked up the psalm again this night (03.26, actually)
God bless your day, family, health and doings.
Sorry to hear about Sigve, but its a comfort that he is pain free and resting in the lord.
The visit from Rita and the girls seems to have dome a lot of good.i wish i could also enjoy all the beautiful nature and jazz and the food. I love jazz music.Norway is such a beautiful its like a dreamland. I love the mountains and forests.
Is Serina going to college? May the Lord bless and protect her.I wish i couild send you a bottle of herbal cough medicines, it is so effective, it helped me in just one dose and no side effects.
The psalm has blessed me so much, I'm so glad it is blessing others, too!
I'm sorry for your rough week. You have such a generous heart.
I have created a new blog to deal with the more sensitive posts, and if you care to visit, you may email me here and I will send you the address:
I'm soory the email address didn't work for you.
I am grateful for your kind words and your prayers.
I appreciate you so much. Since yuo emailed me about reading over my shoulder as I work through thee issues, I am going to go ahead and give yuo the address for the second blog right here:
God bless you my friend.
Thank you for the nice post detailing the activities of your week of Sigve's death and funeral.
Funerals are a time of mixed feelings. Sadness for our loss, happiness for the new resident with our Heavenly Father (assuming a Christian) in Heaven now, visiting relatives we don't see very often, and the fellowship and eating, etc.
We have been to funerals of four family members so far this year.
Serina and you all are in my prayers still.
<333 ^_^ that was a week to remember
Hello, Mrs. Ljung!
May God bless, keep, and protect Serina as she leaves, and may His arms of Love wrap you in His comfort.
Lil Pilgrim Pal
it has been such a summer of goodbyes ... i can relate ...
thank you for sharing all those lovely photo's ... they made me feel like i was walking along side you - peeking over your shoulder at the highs and lows of the week ...
Dear Hebr. 11.1
you are right about your question.
Praying for you too.
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