I miss his pep talks. Roar Thorsen Aug 8, 1930- Oct 25, 2012

A year ago, Dad passed away.  It feels shorter.  It feels longer.  It feels at times overwhelming.  But I am at peace.  Dad left me with is a profound sense of empowerment.  I miss his pep talks though.  He, like nobody else, “got me.”  I am blessed to have inherited his gift of art and to have learned so much from him.  I am blessed.  I am blessed.

Kram till dig, Pappa.


The table- our most favorite spot to work on our book and discuss life.




I played this lullaby for Dad many many times in the morning on his last day:

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