Pure joy and the opposite

For once, Fabian’s game stated before bedtime! I praise the people behind the technology of internet, wi-fi and Ai, which made it possible for us to watch Fabbe Fab score, not one but two (!), goals. I love the pure joy a team shows after scoring. People united of their love for the sport instead…

The time has come

Yesterday it was time. And never has Kahlil Gibran’s On Children, been more suitable. I don’t think I ever have hugged him as hard as I did at the airport yesterday. I don’t even remember telling him that I love him. On the other hand I have done so 7000 times before. But I told…

How much money does one need?

I think the first time I reacted to it (not the first time I heard it) was when Avicii mentioned it (or something similar) in the documentary (True Stories?) about him. He expressed his view about money, meaning that money wasn’t important to him. And now Zlatan said something similar in his Piers “Shame pillow”…

Edit: Summarizing 2022

Was told that my proudest moment 2022 wasn’t the goal Fabian did. Apparently it’s not. Apparently it is that the Mr, as assistant coach took (with his coaching partners) his team to national final for boys born 2006. Yes, that’s something to be very proud of. And I would have been if they won. The…

The Friendship Inn

Last week it was Gothia Cup, the largest football youth cup. Fabbe’s team was there. His first time. As the mother I am, and can be. I took my work computer and camera and logged in at The Friendship Inn. Once again my childhood friend opened her doors for me and lend me a bed….