@brittarnhild
A hundred years ago, or so, a young woman left her home, a prosperous fruit farm, somewhere on the western coast of Norway, to go to Volda. She wanted to study to become a teacher. At the same time a young man left his much more humble home somewhere on the western coast of Norway, to go to Volda. He wanted to study to become a teacher.
The young woman and the young man met, they fell in love, a few years lated they married and after some more years they had 7 children. The fifth of these was the first boy. They named him Odd Inge, and he is my father.
Terje and I spent last night at Volda.
It turned out to be more emotional than I had expected.
The young woman, Ragna Josefine,
the young man, Johannes.
What if they hadn't met?
What if they hadn't fallen in love?
What if they had not had all those babies?
What if.......
Coincidence?
Written in the stars?
Meant to be?
Or may be as simple as LOVE.
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Here is a post I wrote back in 2016, when we visited grandma Ragna Josefine´s homestead.
