Wordless - not this Wednesday
On Wednesdays, you my dear reader that knows me well, I use to present someting "Wordless" for you. From our life and thoughts up here at 60 degrees North. (Just now it's very pleasant climate -26 -28 C every Day)
My wordless this week is on my other blog (My Son in his Coffin - grrrr - believe me when I say:
I'm still crying) - Can you be more wordless than when Dead?
It's thank you all for all the kind thoughts and words the past weeks.
It's hard for me to believe I have to write these words - it's still unreal - like a nightmare.
I must confess every single comment makes us stronger after what should not normally happen. Excperience the Death of your own child.
Here is some pictures taken by me. The Pro-photos will be posted later. January 29 -2009.
The Church were filled up to the last seat - about 375 people - among them the poorest, homeless and workless - for whom Ruben dedicated his short life.
We had live bands and brought the Coffin out of the Church with people playing and singing Bob Marley's "Three little Birds".
Here is the last sight of the Coffin
Then we brought all the flowers down to a a cafe - we walked half a mile each with garlands, funeral wreaths and flowers - in a parade - and served people something to eat and drink.
Lot's of people did sign into his memorial protocol. It lasted for 2 1/2 hour.
Then we went to his fav cafe- another 1/2 a mile - bringing again all the flowers - stayed there with his best friends - what they told me was very strong - how he did help them out of hopeless situations, gave them confidence and spirit to a new life. Out of committing suicide - to take higher educations---
Outside "Ruinen" cafe - in Old Oslo. Friends of Ruben.
At a quarter to one in the night - we went into the Ruin Park (what's left from the Viking time in Oslo) and placed all the flowers there. That was a very strong moment. Our farwell to a Son, Father and person and friend that ruined himself by helping the weakest of the weakest.
Did we show feelings?
You can only imagine how strong scenes that took place out there in the heath of the Nordic Summer Night.
Summarized, we do think we did the right thing in the Spirit of Ruben
Thank you all for your sympathies and condolences
Tor - Anna - Solvi (his mother)
and siblings:
Niklas - Mats - Ingelin
Filip (Son)
and the rest of the family (incl Ruben's Grandma)
PS. Excuse my English at this moment.
PS. I'll come back and comment to your wonderful blogs in a while
My wordless this week is on my other blog (My Son in his Coffin - grrrr - believe me when I say:
I'm still crying) - Can you be more wordless than when Dead?
It's thank you all for all the kind thoughts and words the past weeks.
It's hard for me to believe I have to write these words - it's still unreal - like a nightmare.
I must confess every single comment makes us stronger after what should not normally happen. Excperience the Death of your own child.
Here is some pictures taken by me. The Pro-photos will be posted later. January 29 -2009.
The Church were filled up to the last seat - about 375 people - among them the poorest, homeless and workless - for whom Ruben dedicated his short life.
We had live bands and brought the Coffin out of the Church with people playing and singing Bob Marley's "Three little Birds".
Here is the last sight of the Coffin
Then we brought all the flowers down to a a cafe - we walked half a mile each with garlands, funeral wreaths and flowers - in a parade - and served people something to eat and drink.
Lot's of people did sign into his memorial protocol. It lasted for 2 1/2 hour.
Then we went to his fav cafe- another 1/2 a mile - bringing again all the flowers - stayed there with his best friends - what they told me was very strong - how he did help them out of hopeless situations, gave them confidence and spirit to a new life. Out of committing suicide - to take higher educations---
Outside "Ruinen" cafe - in Old Oslo. Friends of Ruben.
At a quarter to one in the night - we went into the Ruin Park (what's left from the Viking time in Oslo) and placed all the flowers there. That was a very strong moment. Our farwell to a Son, Father and person and friend that ruined himself by helping the weakest of the weakest.
Did we show feelings?
You can only imagine how strong scenes that took place out there in the heath of the Nordic Summer Night.
Summarized, we do think we did the right thing in the Spirit of Ruben
Thank you all for your sympathies and condolences
Tor - Anna - Solvi (his mother)
and siblings:
Niklas - Mats - Ingelin
Filip (Son)
and the rest of the family (incl Ruben's Grandma)
PS. Excuse my English at this moment.
PS. I'll come back and comment to your wonderful blogs in a while
posted by TorAa at
6/03/2008 11:27:00 pm
9 Comments:
oh tor, thank you for sharing your heart with us. i do hope it was comfort to you to see all the people you say ruben has helped so much. i do hope you and your family have the comfort and strength needed for each and every day as you grieve your dear son.
I admire you that you can talk and write about this terrible event in your life. It certainly helps. I am not sure about myself to be able to do that.
I wish I could give you and your wife a big hug. I can send a great big cyber HUG though. You and yours are in my thoughts and prayers. :)
You are such a smart Viking that you know that talking about your grief helps. I am so glad we are your friends so that we can share your joys and sorrows with you.
Like I've said in my posts about Rubin's leave: this has been a very moving and special experience. Like others I admire your openness, but also know its a great comfort and help to you.
I'm glad I could be there together with you, your family and all the lovely friends of Ruben. When the coffin was carried out of the church accompanied by 'Three little birds', I felt a special peaceful sadness.
Hi Toraa, I appreciate you for sharing your thoughts during this difficult time.
Be brave and strong again coz that's what Ruben would want to see from above.
Take care my dear friend.
Toraa, I have just found out tonight about your sorrow and pain. I am stunned. You are so giving to share this with us and you and your family are in my prayers. I don't know how you survive this. I know you will but I don't know how. Please feel my hugs and tears across the ocean.
His legacy will live forever in your heart, Tor!
What a beautiful tribute you have made for your son. How wonderful that you "traveled" about sharing his life with all of his friends.
Bless you Toraa, may you find peace.
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