First, please notice the link to the right that goes to Candace´s homepage. It´s worth the time to surf there.

Ok, when we where heading to ALV we suddenly heard a noice from what I guess was from one of the tires and the brakes. We could hear the sound for about ten kilometers and I thought of a lot of possible scenarios that could happen. I prayed silently and nothing more happened.

The second risk of catastrophy: We, that is Victoria, Hanna, David, Johanna, Tobias and Berit, spent half a day in Borås.

We ate at Mc´Donalds, spent some money on clothes and icecream and while Hanna, David and I waited for the others, near by the parkinglot, our children decided to hunt the pigeons. It was a kind of street where only busses are alowed to go. I saw one coming, said to Hanna and David to wait. When the bus passed by us, Hanna ran out to hunt the pigeons again, only to see another bus coming from the other direction. She ran over the street just a few meters from the bus. It was seconds from a huge catastrophy.

Now to a question. What would you do/say now?
Tomorrow I will give you: A day of celebration, swedish cake, blue and yellow balloons.

It´s not meant to be a sad bloggsight, but as a parent some things grabs my heart much. One of the links I have recommended on the right, concerns a youn girl fighting her cancer. It´s both sad and now also relieving, since she finally can rest in peace, far from all the pain she has suffered. My thoughts goes to her and her family.
http://www.aftonbladet.se/vss/halsa/story/0,2789,1102302,00.html
Em

Have you ever tried to lay stones? We are, but can see the end coming closer and closer. We use a special type of stone. No stone is similar to another, neither in depth or length. And they are Heavy! I should have followed one of my brothers advice: to draw the shape of the stones on to paper and use the paper as a puzzle. It´s by trial and error you become wise I guess. But why is it that mankind has to “reinvent the wheel “/ do the same mistakes our ancestors did?
And here is another truth: I am stubborn and don’t give up, but the closer the end I get, the more bored of it I become. I want to paint now, not hurt my knees and back, lifting heavy stones.

This is David, a tired soon three years old boy. He has cried and screamed for about 30 minutes wanting me to carry him to the bathroom (2 meters away). I sat in the bathroom waiting for him, talking calmly and comforting through his “bad period”.

This advice from my father I have held high in my life:
“Do the best you can with what you do”
Maybe you think that is hard to live up to, but the art is to really see my limits and not the others around me. I enjoy trying to do the best I can. It´s not hard to live with that.
Here are some people doing the best they can….and I am not even close to this!
Bianca Ryan: http://www.metacafe.com/watch/170944/amazing_11_year_old/
Paul Potts: http://www.metacafe.com/watch/645901/britians_got_talent_opera_singer/
Erik Mongrain: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbndgwfG22k
Em