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Roger in our Hearts

Yesterday we had the funeral of Sanna’s father, Roger. It was a tragic loss beyond words for Sanna and his wife Cissi, for Ella and myself, and for his greater family and friends. We are all still coming to terms with the shock of the news of Roger’s sudden death earlier this month. The funeral service, and the family gathering at his home afterwards, which was nicely coordinated by Cissi was a beautiful commemoration of the life of a wonderful man whose time had come much too early for anyone to understand. The last few months have been such a tough time for us all especially with Sanna being so far away from home in these restrictive times of the pandemic. We are so fortunate to have been able to make the mission of getting over here, which has been much more difficult than it can seem. We are very grateful for my work colleagues back in Australia, and the family and friends on the ground over there who helped make it possible for us to be back in Sanna’s homeland at this important time. With permission, have shared Sanna’s poem that was read out at the funeral yesterday (original version in Swedish).

Roger you are always in our hearts ❤️

Spring is on its way,

Life begins all over again,

You take your first breath,

You take your last breath,

In April, when winter has passed,


The years go by but spring never dies,

Where you walk, traces of tussilago* are left behind,


The river Vindelälven rushes past,

By your feet where you stand, at the water’s edge,

The fish jump and play,

Splashes by your toes,


It’s spring and you exist,

In every leaf, flower, valley, mountain,

In the earth, in the air, in the snow that melted,

into water that flows down the Ammarnäs mountain,


It’s spring and you exist,

always in our hearts,

always in our memories,

A small tussilago* is carefully popping out,

It says: “you live in me and I will never die”



*spring flower (dandelion)

Våren står på glänt

Livet börjar om på nytt

Du tar ditt första andetag

Du tar ditt sista andetag

I april, då vintern har flytt


Åren går men våren består

Det lämnas spår av tussilago där du går 


Vindelälven rusar friskt förbi

dina fötter där du står, vid vattnets rand

Fiskarna hoppar och leker däri

En eller två sprattlar till vid dina tår


Det är vår och du finns till

i varje löv, blomma, dal, berg

I jorden, i luften, i snön som smält

till vatten som rinner nerför Ammarnäs fjäll


Det är vår och du finns till

alltid i våra hjärtan, 

alltid i våra minnen


En liten tussilago tittar försiktigt ut

Den säger: “du lever i mig, jag kommer aldrig ta slut”

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