January is almost at its end so time for an update on..well life.. and death.
My biological father lost the fight against Parkinson´s disease on the 21st of January.
I miss
him greatly, even though we had a complicated relationship over the years. He was still my father and 50% of how I ended up being born. To him, I owe a lot of my characteristics, both good and bad. My favourite traits has to be my blue eyes and my talent for languages. I am grateful for those among many other things.
He had a profound fascination of the Nordic gods (as well as whiskey) and I imagine him sitting next to Oden, Thor and the rest of the lot having a wee dram in Valhalla and being, maybe just maybe, a tad more humble in the presence of the old gods than he was in life.
Save a seat at the table for when my time comes will ya!
It´s safe to say that I could ramble on about him for hours but I choose not to and I´ll leave it at this.
So..remember when I promised that “Bertil” and I would hang out at least two times a week + Kempo two times a week until November? Well..i have held my promise so far and progress is not as slow anymore. I’m moving in the right direction. I think I’ll actually enjoy swimming class with my son on Saturday, given that I get the time to Silk-epil my right leg too (left was done about a week ago). So..on my way towards being in mindblowing shape as we speak J
I have stuff to get done and strooong coffee to sip.
Until later dear friends, until later.
