My word for 2018:
My Choice

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Life attacks me

attacks me roughly from behind
and in my frenzied mind
I fall wayward into a narrow channel
where I spin like a floating ball
fighting desperately to stay ahead of 
the closing-in waves behind me.
a sublime aura 
settles over my frenzy, but 
I have learned first hand 
that everything is fragile
and I can never return 
to my former 

* * * * *

Wordle 67
The words to play with were:
wayward falling frenzy attack sublime 
strange settle rough channel ball robust life
* * * * *

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Six Word Saturday

∼ My son lived nearly 30 years ∼

Geir Espen
born August 24, 1982 -  died July 14, 2012

At the moment I don't have the energy, 
capacity or concentration to visit blogs and return comments.
 I ask for your understanding for this.

Six Word Saturday

Monday, July 16, 2012

How Life Plays Tricks on Us

Our 29 year old son has had health issues since he was 13, when he was diagnosed with both Diabetes and Addison's disease (a rare chronic endocrine disorder in which the adrenal glands do not produce sufficient steroid hormones). Diabetes is well known to most, the second one is less common. These two disorders work against each other and make them both complicated to manage.

On Saturday morning, 
our son was found dead in his flat 
by the home care nurse that checked up on him daily. 
He died from medical complications of his two disorders. 

We all know that life is fragile.
One small phone call, 
"we regret to inform you that your son is dead,"
and in those five seconds
everything is turned upside down.

We have known this could happen, 
but you can never be prepared for death,
and parents should never have to bury a child.
We are devastated.

Our son Geir Espen
born August 24, 1982
died July 14, 2012
He is free now, 
and may he rest in peace.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012


It's our anniversary today, July 11,
31 years!

I thought it deserved a doodle :-)

Monday, July 09, 2012


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The spurned housewives

Wordle 64
The words to play with were:
ignorant spurn eternity drawers balls year
rind sting months housewives subtracting fall
* * * * *
Months passed before the spurned housewives finally emptied out their drawers and left. Ignorance had been their bliss for what seemed like an eternity, and only a year ago they had actually been happy. They had always considered themselves ballsy and thick-rinded, but now the feeling of having been subtracted from their men's life equations stung, like falling off a high horse. Who knew hearts could be so spiky?
* * * * *

Six Word Saturday

∼ Screeching seagulls resound in my head ∼

Tuesday, July 03, 2012


while waiting for Sigve to get his daily 
IV medication dose 
at Stord Hospital on Sunday.
This is such a wonderful mindfulness practice,
a true mindful pause!