Ever had that feeling

when two weeks feels like two months? 


There's been hell of a lot going on. 
Monday 4th I went to Trondheim, as planned. On my second day there my best friend got the call that her mother was dying. Her mother's been sick for a long time, so it was coming. Which meant we had to rush home. She went to Vadsø the 6th where her mother and father lives, and I went to Lakselv. On the 7th I got the call that her mother had passed, so I obviously rushed back to Vadsø the very next day. 
Once in Vadsø I got the call that a very close friend of mine's father had passed on the 4th. That was a huge shock. 
To just top the whole week, my stepbrother was in a car crash the 9th. He's alright, thank goodness. He broke his leg and shattered his knee, but that's repairable. Imagine if he, not even 20 years old, became paralysed? Or worse, a vegetable? Aaah. 
It was a very emotional week. I felt the pain of both the losses, especially of my best friend's mother. She was a wonderful person, and I know how much my best friend loves her, and how much she always will. 
The next week my cousin gave birth to a beautiful little baby girl the 12th. Half an hour after the birth the girl's great grandfather died in the same hospital. 


Crazy couple of weeks, or what? I feel like I'm making it all up, and I really wish I was. I wish I was sick and twisted like that. 
So that's what I've been doing lately! 
Hope you've had a better couple of weeks!:)