Introduce yourself, that short, get to know.

Introduction to start of a training course or workshop.

Meet up with people you don’t know before.

Your name, company, your job and for how long.

Extracurricular activities and interest, not a problem.

But then.

Wife and two children, oldest 23 and one year left at university.

Studying to become high school teacher in Swedish and history.

Still quite easy, what next.

Youngest son should have been 21, but last year passed away.

Make everyone feel uncomfortable, but…

He’s still my son forever in my heart.

Never mention him, as if he never existed?

Pretend he’s still alive and at his second year at university.

But he will never be a computer science engineer.

His ash is in an urn.

Grief throws many punches in everyday life. Specially in situations you don’t expect. This needed to come out.


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  1. I can’t imagine how hard it must be. This is factual but raw – a list with all its nerves exposed. I am so sorry.

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  2. it must be hard, Ulle: sending you manly bear hugs 🙂

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  3. May I wish you a lot of strenght Ulle.
    I know youre son will always be in your heart.

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