Until that day when my cousin and close friend Julia Jonsson died.
Julia was that kind of friend that you always had close even though there were many mil between us, and even though it was months since we last saw each other you could not notice it. She was one friend I was closest too and her death came as a real shock, Julia's life ended in a tragic car accident and she died instantly.
I got the news by a text message, did not believe it was true. When I double-checked the text messages I got my life fell apart, I did not know how I would deal with all the feelings. I have experienced two deaths in the family, both in the space of less than 6 months and it was not manageable. So instead of thinking of it and feeling anything, I put all the emotions in a box and hid the looong inside the closet. This was obviously no solution, is still not a solution. The emotions bubble up occasionally and hits me like a fist.
The only consolation I feel about Juliet's death, it is this tattoo, She flies above us. It gives me comfort that she is not gone, she is always close! Both in heaven but also in the hearts of many ♥