Månad: december 2025

-5 grader och herr frost har knallat förbi. Julkänslan infinner sig när gräset är frostigt och solen skiner.

There is a kind of sorrow that has no bottom, no place where you can rest your hand and say this is where it ends. It comes in waves, quiet at times, deafening at others, but always carrying the memory of what once was whole. Yet, even in the darkness, there is a hand to…