Annelie Pompe blogg


Life had a heavy theme the last days. Getting back to Sweden was getting back to sorrow and sadness for the passing of my grandmother. She was 95 years strong, but slowly fading away. As it was a constant dark curtain in the back of my mind since a few weeks, it was at it’s heaviest during yesterday’s funeral. When a coffin is out in the open and we are asked to… Läs mer

It’s something about the look in their eyes. I think you might know what it looks like. It’s deep, full of energy and drive. But it’s also confident, secure and brave. I know that look because I know what it feels like on the inside, having that look. I know it when we laugh together at the comment of us being crazy, but that it’s more fun to be crazy than normal…. Läs mer