Solveig Werner

Category: death

  • What if?

    What if?

    What if? If you were still here, then today we’d spend some time together to celebrate your 56th Birthday. You’d be so happy to now have two healthy grandchildren. We’d go for a walk in the park. Maybe we would be making plans for the weekend. Would you like to go…

  • Dealing with Death

    Dealing with Death Death is tough, especially for those who have lost someone dear, for those who have seen someone die, for those who are left alone. Death is tough, especially for the person realising that their days are numbered when they are scared of death. Death is not easy.…

  • 3 months

    This is a little piece that I wrote yesterday (24th of Mai 2016), which does explain my recent blogging silence. Hopefully posting it will get me out of the slump.  3 months 3 months ago my mother drew her very last breath. I still cannot believe it. I cannot seem…

  • B is for Book #AtoZChallenge

    B is for Book I read the book, quickly, the way I devoured the likes of Harry Potter and other childhood favourites. It was the first time that I read an ebook and that on my phone. I suddenly had a hard time putting down that computer we call phone (I…

  • “I remember” – the speech I did not give

    On the 23rd of February 2016, my mother passed away. Exactly one month ago. Just in case the opportunity would have arisen at her funeral for a little speech (I held a speech at my grandmother’s funeral), I sat down and jotted down a few words in honour of my…

  • Compassion, I never asked for it – #1000Speak

    Sometimes life takes paths that we do not want it to take. Sometimes things happen that we know will happen, but that we do not want to happen. There is a thing called death, dying, loosing a loved one, that we are never completely ready for, even if everything points…

  • Breaking the Silence

    I have been silent for some time now. The month of February only say 7 posts, of which two were guest posts (if you have not read them yet, please check them out). One was about Carnival in Cologne by Conny Kaufmann and the other about Mardi Gras by Diana…

  • I remember him my own way

    Yesterday, when I checked my phone in the morning, I could not miss the headline of the day, David Bowie had died. I do not have a deep connection with Bowie’s music. It was not the soundtrack of my youth. Still Bowie did make his appearances here or there. 

  • Chalk Lines

    Last week, on the lookout for positive images from Paris, I came across something that was both beautiful and sad. Maybe sad is not the right term, maybe melancholic. I don’t stare at the ground, but keeping a vigilant eye is important as there can be some minor accidents regarding…

  • An unlikely death

    She dried her tears with her handkerchief. There he lay, helpless, lifeless, cold, so fragile and so small in his wafer thin coffin. He, who had been her best friend, her true love, her soulmate, her little brother, her twin. Mother had always been worried about his health. The doctor…