6 Mar: Ed is up on his knees
Ed, I hope that you one day read this that is so big today and forgotten tomorrow. Mom Malin tells me from France that you’re getting up on all four all the time. You want up, you want forwad, you want to find your own way. Done with always having to be carried where we take you. It’s huge getting up on your knees all by yourself, don’t let anyone get you down on your knees by their force of power.
Take a crawl on the wild side.
Alvar just had his fourth and last birthday party for this year. Now all of the celebrations has settled and he can move on in everyday life for real as a five-year-old. The cousins on Malin’s side as well as grandma and grandpa were invited. Pancakes, waffles and icecream-box was on the menue. Icecream-box is a self-made combo of banana split that Alvar has come up with. I’m not sure exactly what is the difference but he gives me a hard time every time I say that or mistake one for the other. The birthday boy decides. Within two hours before the party we managed to get to the pharmacy, get Alvar a haircut, buy a fitted carpet and buy party stuff. The party was great!
Tilde, Hugo and Alvar in a new hairdo and glasses made of straw.
Since we’re already attaching contemporary markers on this blog I’d like to offer my boys some father-history. Drove home from the Orebro rehearsal of the Song Contest yesterday night while listening to the radio. Ponus Enhorning was playing music, the Australian 80′s heroes INXS. I still think of the amazing radio show ”Klang & Co” every time I hear his personal way of improvising. Before doing the radio show ”Morgonpasset” (The morning show) at P3 a summer 1998 together with Jenny Morelli, we both took a half day course with Pontus in radio technique. I learned more during those hours about talking to people than during my twelve years in school. If you’re in check, have a general education and are prepared you can fool around as much as you like. INXS are also still great.
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5 Mar: If God hadn’t created earth, earth wouldn’t exist.
We’re caught in a couple of days of hard throws between pain, God and rebirth.
My little sister just gave birth to her fifth child. A girl who will be called Linn. Alvar now has 11 cousins and by saying all of their names he sounds like a rapper – Hugo, Ebba, Tilde, Hanne, Ella, Mette, Viggo, Sofia, Melker, Ida and Linn. Boom chackalack, counting Alvar we have twelve disciples who will make everything in life better than we did it. Will be interesting.
Only hours before the news about my sister’s addition to the family, an e-mail arrived from Malin’s German-American riding colleagues Meredith Michaels (the most successful female rider ever) and Markus Beerbaum that they just had a daughter who will carry the cool name Brianne.
This happened on the same day as Alvar and I had a morning discussion about God and earth’s origin. I love our morning drives to daycare. That’s when we have our time for the big questions. Alvar had heard that not all people believe in God. He wanted to know if we knew any of those. I tried to come up with good examples in our vicinity in order not to put any values into the names I was about to say. ”I and your godfather Mark believe in God, but in different ways and different amounts”, I started in order to also show that our beliefs can be different and very personal. ”But I don’t think your mom believes in God. At least she hasn’t done her confirmation” I said as another example in how varied contact you can have with the higher power. Alvar didn’t give a shit about the variations and confirmations – he wanted proof, only one person can be right in this question. He laid out his arguments that would establish that God exist.
”You can’t believe that earth always existed, someone had to make it. God created earth. He also made people and the snake. Otherwise neither he would exist. Cause if God hadn’t created earth, earth wouldn’t exist. But the earth do exist, cause he created it.”
Alvar, from now on you’re my profet. I’m fascinated by your way of thinking, I get what you mean and I think I agree. At least in all the spiritual. The practical, that’s of less signficance, of that I have no idea.
I believe in the good and I’m more than happy to call that God. I also think it’s scary when people get fanatic in their religion and throws the blame on religion not allowing them to do things. I laugh hard when watching tv-series ”Little Britain” and they say: ”Americans and English go to church because they like feeling melancolic and insignificant”.
Good friend Lou and evil Andy Pipkin in a wheelchair.
I also like churches. Looking at them from the outside, being alone in them and enjoying the melancoly that makes me feel significant.
My house gods U2 sing some about the real God. They’re partly pretentious posers, which is partly why I love them. But they are also brave enough to dare being prosaic and pompous in touching the hard and unknown.
A brilliant example of the band’s courage and greatness is the song ”God Part 2″ from the album ”Rattle and Hum” from 1988. The year after U2 knocking the world with their ”religious” album ”The Joshua Tree” that got an American Grammy Award for ”Best Album of the Year”. And the competition 1987 was tough since the masterpieces ”Bad” with Michael Jackson and ”Whitney 2″ with Whitney Houston (that amongst other contain “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” and “Where Do Broken Hearts Go”) were nominated. It wasn’t better before but very big!
In the afternoon I accompanied Alvar to his five-year-control. He’s growing and feels good, but got a shot. It hurt so much it’s indescribable. Never forget reality.
