It has been tough
It has been hard
It has hurt
There are no words....
But, we have had to try to go on without him at our side.
I gave Tim the choice of whether he wished to write something to be either read at the funeral, place in the coffin or put in his special memory box.
He wanted to write something and do all three options. He sat down at the kitchen table and queitly wrote.
With his permission I am recording it here. He wrote it in Norwegian, he then translated it to English. Both versions are here.
Til Min Pappa
Min pappa, han var den beste faren man kan tenke seg.
Det går ikke an å utrykke hvordan det føles å miste noe så fint i livet så fort.
Han var min rolemodell, min helt og mest viktig min far. Alle som kjente han godt vet hvordan det er å ha han som venn eller familie.
Jeg har min referanse som er "Master of Life".
Jeg har det godt i hjertet mitt at vår siste dag var en av våre beste.
Jeg vil alltid elske deg pappa, adjø.
To My Pappa
My pappa, he was the best father you can imagine.
There is no way to explain how it feels to loose someone so great in life so fast.
He was my role model, my hero and most importantly my father. All those who knew him, understood what it was to have him as a friend or family.
I have my reference of him as 'Master of Life'.
I have it good in my heart that our last day was one of our best.
I will always love you Pappa, goodbye.
He is devastated, yet he is still beyond amazing.
.........and breathe

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