I try so hard to tell myself that you're gone.

Hiya. It's been a while.

I am back in Sweden.

My dad died yesterday morning, the morning of my sisters 15th birthday. I came home yesterday night. I booked the flight the 26th and hoped that I would reach him in time.

But I said my final goodbye to him today at the hospital. It was so relieveing to see his peaceful face. He's been in so much pain lately, and it's been breaking us all down. He's in peace now, he can't feel the pain anymore.

I will miss him everyday of my life.

I love you dad. Rest in Peace.
4/8-46 - 27/10-09