Yesterday was my grandmothers funeral.

It was very beautiful, with beautiful flowers and a wonderful service done by a swedish pastor. My brother arrived in time for the service and relatives and friends of my grandmother were there.

Afterwards, we had lunch with the family – a bit awkward, but it’s the custom around here.

My grandmother would have been proud of this celebration and I’m sure the speeches given by her colleagues – she was working in social services up to the age of 85 and received a medal for this – would have pleased her.

And afterwards I was so tired I fell asleep at 9pm.

Thank you again for the condolences and wishes and for thinking of me! It made me feel so much better and helped me a lot!