Memories...
at post 3 that summer.....
My beloved daughter, I promised to make this song. Your song, vi skal til himmelen/ we shall go to heawen! One of many cemoteraphy courses came during summer holiday time. Post 5 was closed so we had to move down to post 3 for hydration. It was evening and I positioned myself ( as usually ) under your bed. I told you "if pappa sleep and anything happends throw what you have down on my face.... We had to protect you since the imune system was down after those hard rounds of cemo...
You did not fall asleep that night but eventually you found peace. After some time, around 21.45 you suddenly raised up in the bed saying " I got a song!". You sang the tune and the corous made me freeze. Vi skal til himmelen was your song. I could screem but I bite my underarm to restain myself. Perhaps you knew already then!?? We are going to heawen. YES ESTHER we are going and I look forward to that GLORIOUS day. We will meet again in Heawen- I know it!

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