All in all it was actually a quite good day, if you can say that about a funeral. I tried to look at the positive parts, no need to try to be sad, who benefits from that?I got to spend some time with my cousins and other relatives. Sadly one of them is in Japan and couldn't come home for the funeral. We had him on skype to let him watch so he didn't miss it entirely. I had a great thursday too, I travelled to our summerhouse with two of my cousins where we met up with their family for a nice evening and an equally nice morning before the funeral, we went running in the morning and I did better than I expected, I'm not really in top shape due to injuries and other things. Sadly my foot injury came back but right now it's gone and I hope it stays that way when I run tomorrow. I'm going to try to break my record on what I call the summerhouse track. It's the only track that I've run every year since I started running, meaning about 15 years. I'm hardly gonna get a new record but it will show me how good shape I'm in.
Sadly this might be the last time I'm in my summer house, one of the reasons we had it was because my grampa lived nearby. It's more than that however, it's so many memories. We bought it when I was one year old so I've had it for as long as I can remember. I've played in the playhouse, when I was small, I've played badminton when I was older. I tried driving for the first time here, on an empty road when I was ten years old. Only steering of course, my father had a steady foot on the brake. It's been badminton, dart, archery, going to a nearby lake to collect toads to push out into the sea on small reed boats from our bridge, it's been midsummer celebrations, and much much more.
We are probably going to sell it this autumn or next spring, then it's goodbye. It's owned by my grampas three children and used by the three families, the other two want to sell it and we probably don't have the cash to buy it from them. A shame really, some of my cousins really want to keep it as well. I've had the song 34an in my head for quite a while, a very good Swedish song about a person saying goodbye to his family's house, I've always mostly found it funny but now it matters a bit. I guess I'll have to do the same thing he does. First however, starting tomorrow, I'm going to spend some good and perhaps last days here with the same slightly crazy but nice family we went to Germany a while ago.