Julfrid

Last two times I visited he was very sleepy, breathing intermittent, not saying a word, hardly opening his eyes. This time he was awake laying still and absent. Very very slowly I fed my dad. In the background I heard the lunch time noises of the other seniors and the radio with the traditional declaration of Peace for Christmas, "Julfrid" and the music that's part of it. Asked the small ones to return the dishes and collected our stuff. Held his hand and wished him Merry Christmas. A very quiet voice from somewhere replied: "Kiitos", thank you.

Have a peaceful Christmas and take care.