@brittarnhild
Our American relatives are still in town. Today Terje and I took them over the fjord, to the old farm where my great grandparents lived, where grandpa Benjamin was born and lived till he was old enough to move out. Grandma Serine died when I was nine. Grandpa Sefanias died when I was ten. I was allowed to come to their funerals, which was unusual for a child in the 60ies. I have not been to the farm since I was a girl. The farm has been completely renovated since then.
The first thing I saw, I mean really saw, with my heart, today, was the rocking chair.
"Oh, look at that chair. I remember great grandma Serine sitting in a rocking chair in this very room!" I smiled. "This is Serina´s chair" my mother´s cousin Sverre said. "The same old chair!"
50 years apart. Great grandma Serine. Me.
Me as a girl loved to play with the kittens on the farm.
Today another little girl plays with the kittens.
Thank you Annika for showing me little Pippi.
