Life - Death - Life

My grandmother died 13.08.2011. She was struggling with cancer and finally her body couldn't take it any longer. She has been so brave throughout the whole process and I admire her for that. I am so grateful for everything we got to do together before she passed. And everything she got to do.

Yesterday we held her funeral and it was so incredibly beautiful. We had told all the guests to wear light clothes because we would be celebrating, not hurting.
The priest was amazing too. It was the same priest that wedded my mom and stepfather. He is like no other. He's "true", talks about what life really is about.

After the funeral we gathered at Sahlströmsgården to mingle and talk. Later the same evening we had dinner together. Not everyone, but the closest. It was a special dinner and I think lots of people went home with new thoughts.
My uncle, mom, my stepdad and sister stayed a little bit longer, had champagne (I drank coffee since I was going to drive) and talked.

It was certainly a beautiful day, and after this day I can't do anything but believe in eternal life. Death doesn't exist.

I love you grandma!

-V