Package of letters to Sweden by Mom and Dad since 1968, now in my hands

This morning I woke to my very old cat bravely climbing wobbly into my bed and cuddling.  I turned off the alarm clock to savour the moment and decided to change the way I approach the day.  I was going to dive right in to work.  But I decided instead to take it slow.  To allow my heart to beat gently and slower.  To allow myself to rest a bit and enjoy the quiet purr of my cat.  And to take time.  Let the morning unfold.  By letting it go, it all gets done.

A coffee, a bagel with PB and Jam…

A knock at the door.  I thought it was the pipers (who are refitting the whole building).  Instead it was the postman.  With a package from Sweden- from my mom and dad’s best friends, Eivor and Rolf.

A collection of letters.  Written by mom and dad to Eivor and Rolf since 1968 when we emigrated to Canada.  I am stunned.  Tears.  I am happy I opened up my time this AM to allow my heart to be fully present to this moment.

These are sacred documents and I will savour going through them.  And the package included the most beautiful letter to me from Rolf.  It could not have come at a more opportune time, as I take stock of what is important.







Eivor, Rolf, Mom (Karin)


7 Comments Add yours

  1. How amazing! The universe really is giving you opportunity to open, learn, grow, experience new ideas.

  2. Loretta says:

    I love how you see the world, your connection to your beloveds and how that connection spills over to everyone you meet but particularly the youth that really need a someone like you in their life’s. I’m awed by the art and the stories. I can see so clearly the shared connection of ‘net weaving’ that you and Laura share. Each in your own way, but that over arching sense of connectedness and the magic that connection brings <3 xoxo

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