Some days ago I found these beauties in full December bloom in my garden - these pretty Christmas´ roses..
Well..today it arrived. My furniture from the old days in Saltsjöbaden which has been stored for ages in containers and storages. Sweet feeling it was like to see old friends again. Nostalgic too. The memories of the past: A drum set my son used to play. A lovely doll´s house my daughter wished for so eagerly far back in the past..So I will spend X-mas unpacking..
It was all there like nothing happened.
And now it is stored in the old, cold and non-isolated part of the my house I call "mormors". (Grandma´s)Because in this oldest part of the house she lived (the first occupant of this house) in the 19th century catering for her children and bringing up a few orphans too without electricity and water. Here she supported herself as a widow by running a little store selling produce from the neighbouring farms. Due to the vecinity of the church, they held many a wake in these rooms I have been told. When they run out of space in the church mortuary, they brought the coffins here and stored them in these rooms in waiting for the funeral in the nearby church.
Everyone - alive or dead - was taken care of in this God loving household..
Now my boxes are stored here waiting to be unpacked..Will I have the courage to enter here, alone, in the night around 12 o´clock to find some stuff I need? The answer is: "Yes!" Being born in the Taurus sign I am awfully and annoyingly pragmatic and completely rational! Maybe not very romantic after all..
I started to move in some furniture into the living room that is waiting for much needed new wallpapers - after Christmas. It feels quite cosy already..So I have no time this year to do X-mas baking and decorations and all the things connected with the Holidays. No. Maybe next Christmas, I will be done with the moving-in process..In writing this, the church bells start tolling 6 o´clock outside in the darkness. The very same bells that tolled for my mother some years ago before she was laid to rest following a bright and springlike funeral service in this country church in the glorious month of May with nature sparkling in its most colorful abundance..
