Dad's funeral was held in Luleå about a month ago, the day after we arrived from Australia. The ceremony in the church was of course very emotional but also nice. We had organised a soloist who sang the Swedish song Stad i ljus and Somewhere over the rainbow so from now on I will always think of dad when I hear those songs.
Jakob and Moa did really well at the funeral. To me it is important that Jakob and Isak are involved in everything in our lives and I will always try and be as honest as I can to them. Even if it is tough at times and a part of me just want them to not know about any scary thing in the world. The thing is though that I think death can be more scary if you don't talk openly to them about it. Jakob asks about morfar sometimes. He asks where he is and if he is still in heaven. He asks if I know when he is going to die and when mummy and daddy are going to die. He doesn't get sad and it doesn't seem to worry him. I am sure we will have many more talks like that when he gets older and I am sure there will be times when it will make him upset. But at the moment he just seems curious about it and tries to understand.
One little flower for each one of the four grandchildren to put on the coffin.
