Just got home from my mother's funeral.
She died monday night suffering from lungcancer, that had speaded to the intestines.
I just can't believe it.. why her? All her life, she has been a healthy person, who loved life, who helped people and all in all a wonderful and loving person.
I loved her with all my heart, and she loved me. My father and I were her everything, and she were ours. It's just so unreal. It feels like she's just not home right now, but she'll get home in a moment.. only that she won't. She'll never come home ever again. I'll never see her doing the laundry, in the kitchen or most importantly smiling, ever again. I'll never get any of those kisses or hugs again.
She had a compassion like no other. She was wise, but not a wise-guy. She was guiding when you needed it..
A real lover.

You'll always be in my heart.. living on through me.
You taught me well. Made me the person i am.

In loving memory of Lone Thode Tronhjem.