One year ago, my daughter proposed a project. I am so happy I agreed. It was a powerful and transformative experience. Familiar is a short documentary about my Swedish mother, Karin … Continue reading “Familiar” – a documentary short by Anna Thorsen
Decades are significant. 60 years ago my mother became a mother. 50 years ago we moved to Canada from Sweden. 50 years ago, my mother started to write letters home to … Continue reading 60 years ago my mother became a mother. (Karin Kristina Orwald 1936 – 2008)
“If You Forget Me” I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow … Continue reading Mamma- a portrait.
Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind them. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe — Previous posts: Package of letters to Sweden A letter home. November … Continue reading The third letter home. November 18, 1968
Why when I close my eyes and think about myself at a young age do I find myself immediately at the age of 6? What makes me go back to that … Continue reading The second letter. November 5, 1968.
I had a terrible dream last night. In the dream, I haven’t been home to visit my parents for four years. In the dream, they are still living at the … Continue reading Dream. Letters. Thought and Memory.
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it’s only because in my dream I’m a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands… – Pablo Neruda … Continue reading You are motherhood. You are the greatest mystery.
In November 2007, Dr. Ebrahim sat knee to knee with my mother. I was on the other side of the little examination room. I recall it was a sunny day. … Continue reading Slithering pancreatic serpent. #griefprocess
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it’s only because in my dream I’m a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands… – Pablo Neruda … Continue reading You are motherhood. You are the greatest mystery. Karin 17/09/36-08/11/08
I love family. And we have shared so much- all the life markers, the ups and downs of life and through it all there is that special glue that connects … Continue reading We were drawn together on Saturday- and now I know why…
My greatest cheerleader was my Dad. 4 years ago today, his heart stopped beating, but his spirit lives on. His pep talks were the best. “Always, remember, you are the … Continue reading “Always, remember, you are the best.” No, you were, Pappa. #toliveuntilwesaygoodbye
This is such a beautiful tender time of the year for me. The autumn is both a time of loss and renewal. My parents passed in the autumn, yet autumn … Continue reading On Autumnal endings and beginnings in October