You were always the first to wake up and woke me up. I then sent you out of my room annoyed, you laughed and I heard you banging in the kitchen. You never prepared breakfast, you only ate pistachios in the morning. When my father was awake, you would always have wild discussions in the kitchen.
You used to take me for walks to the cemetery because we both loved to read the headstones and wonder what kind of life the dead had when they were alive, what they looked like, what was her favorite meal and who still thinks of her today. At the bus stop you cursed and even drove fare evaded. You didn't like to cook or bake, and sometimes when you did cook something you didn't give me any of it because the food was always for your husband.
You were up for almost any fun I could think of. That's why you were often my first port of call when I knew mom probably wouldn't want it or wouldn't let me. I giggled and said to you, "You're my best friend!" And with a gap-toothed grin, I did a backwards roll in red tights that were way too big for me.
And you would repeat this sentence many years later in my presence when we met again but suddenly we didn't have much to talk about. "Do you remember how you said, Elina: "You are my best friend!"
I would just nod later and not know what to say.
You hid behind the door on Halloween because I prepared a "ghost train" in the basement for my elementary school friend. I had put my girlfriend on the swivel chair and pushed her through the basement. You didn't miss your cue and diligently knocked on the door. At the time, my girlfriend was wondering how I managed this trick. Afterwards you laughed heartily with me like no other adult I have ever known who has ever enjoyed all the nonsense that I loved so much. Nobody was like you. I really didn't know anyone who was even remotely like you. That was your greatest strength. You were never embarrassed and somehow that always fascinated me about you. You were only able to attend school up to the seventh grade, after that you had to go to work. You have never seen the sea and liked to make your world smaller than it has ever been. And you gave me something that I'm only realizing now: you and my family taught me to love unconditionally.
You loved as much as you could and for me that was more than I could ever have expected.
Sometimes it doesn't take big words, just a unique connection that is beyond compare. So when I saw you huddled so helplessly in the hospital, I wished I could hear you swearing again. I wished that you would get upset and laugh again and, because of me, no longer recognize me in the pictures. But you just kept repeating, "I'm falling, I'm falling."
Then, when I touched your skinny hand, I knew it instinctively. The last time on earth. There used to be moments when I was told that we looked alike. I just couldn't understand it. Now I recognize you in my own features. A part of you is in me forever. A part of you still lives on in my memory. I know what you liked to eat and I know who thinks of you. As long as I exist


WOOOW what a text and the pictures - just perfection.
Everything ♥
Selly
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Wow.
What a wonderful, touching text.
I just read it twice - you found such beautiful words, such great formulations... they sound incredibly loving.
Regards
Nessa
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The lyrics are so touching and sad. This is really beautifully written ❤️
All the best
Isabell
SO beautifully written <3
Best regards,
Sarah
What a beautiful, touching, but also very, very sad text!
What an impressive text, a text that captivates and inspires sympathy. A beautiful, fun life that finally comes to an end.
I look forward to more posts from you.
Have a wonderful weekend and all the best
Ooo, Elina... I read it and cried... Everything in your text was true... Very accurate and heartbreaking... I immediately imagined the house then and the days gone by that will never come again... Although it wasn't always been nice, it was still wonderful days! And it's even sadder because I know she's gone forever and you're not a little girl anymore... And never will be...
I'm really fighting back tears right now, there's so much love and emotion in your text, it's a very special talent. As long as we have someone in our hearts and keep reminiscing, those people are just that, alive in us. A very big hug to you and thank you for sharing these words with us. All the best, x S.Mirli
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