Last post i wrote was when we where going on vacation, driving from the north of Norway to the capital of Italy -Rome.
We where super exited to go on this vacation, to meet family and friends and of course enjoy one of the best cites in the world. But our vacation ended as fast as we arrived to Rome.
We found out that all our stuff, our belongings, our home was damaged by water. Earlier this summer or spring there was extremely lots of rain, and since our storage was on ground floor, in the end of a down hill, our belongings got soaked in that water..The water was 180 cm of ground, thats a lot.
So welcome back, all your clothes smell like dirt water, But the main thing was that everything we own is ruined by the water damage.
Though not everything looks damaged by first sight, it was all rotten. The insurance don’t cover that type of damage so we are basically fucked. If you start to count the money you spent to fill up your home, you will soon find out how much money I’m talking about.. and everything was pretty new -maximum 1,5 year old.. This was heartbreaking, because now we must post pond our plans and work a season more in Norway.
I love Norway, but it’s nothing to do in this village so we are starting to get kinda bored.
It’s fjords and mountains, but not everybody want to go hiking every day.
Some pictures of the lovely event:
Though this was a shit way of starting the summer, it was still meant to be even worse.
In May we moved in to my dear grandfather. We helped him him with the things he couldn’t do for himself anymore and we could watch him so he didn’t fall and got stuck on the floor the whole day.
We had a really nice time together, living under the same roof.
A few weeks before we went on vacation he was sent to the hospital to get help to heel 2 wounds he had that wouldn’t heel on their one. I helped him out to the ambulance and waved goodbye like we were gonna see each other soon again. Unfortunately he died during the hospital where he stayed for weeks.
After some complications he had to give up and let go. I still can’t belive he is gone and it is still so surreal that he is actually gone, not just at the hospital.
My heart is so very broken, but he got a nice ending -with his daughter and 2 sons holding his hand, kissing him and lighting candles for him.A very respectful way to die.
Me, my boyfriend and our dogs are still living in his house, witch is very strange, good and sad.
I am very mixed with emotions about staying here. But my family said many times that my grandfather would have wanted nothing else, witch i believe.
So for you that noticed that my blog was not updated, this was why.. I kinda hated life this summer and i needed a long time to get back on my emotional feet again.