torsdag 13 november 2008

Today was a good day but with heavy thoughts.


I had a visit on my office today that got me to think, think how much easier it would be if I did not live in Uppsala.

Today I got a savings at my work that I am really proud of. Love it.

Yesterday me and my son went to see my grandfather at Norrtälje hospital. I hated to see him like that, Its horrible when I person does not have the will to live any more. I miss my grandfather as he was. On arravial to his room he was just lying there awake in a dark room. I dont want to remember him like that, i want to rememver him like he was, he was my safetynet one of the person you could trust and now he is on the way to another journey. I will go and see him on saturday again but this time I will go alone. I don't want to have my son with me. He soed not need to remember his grandfather from the hospital.

Some thoughts,
I miss my friends in Enköping and Eskilstuna, I love the life I have know but I still miss all of the friends I left after me in my way to get a better life. I have the greatest job in the world but still I do miss to live the life some of u have, living in the same city and country all of your life. Sometimes I want to be like u, happy with the little things u bring about in your everyday life, instead I have a wish for something more, i don't know what yet but something more when just the little things in life.

I tried to speak to Lukas father today and get him to be a better father, as usal i did not have very much success.. How can I get him to understand. He will take Lukas for this weekend only if I drive Lukas to Enköping and borrow him money for the trip home with train on sunday. I am pretty tired of to be a bank to him with loans that he never pays back..

Anyway.. It sounds that I have some heavy thoughts but i wanted to have a place to write down my thoughts. =)

2 kommentarer:

Zenita sa...

Miss you too. Måste ses!! puss på dig vännen.

Zenita sa...

förresten inte kul att se sin farfar sådär sjuk. min "farfar" träffade jag på sjukhuset starx innan han dog av tarmcancer. han var inte alls samma person som innan. hade nästan kännts bättre om man inte träffat han för jag var bara 14 år då. man vartså chokad å rädd då.