22-07-2021 6:30 am
10 years seems like a long time, and it is. 3.650 days have passed since my parent's daughter and our big sister was so brutally taken from us. I have been asked a number of times over the past few days how do you feel? I want to say my heart hurts and I want to scream, but I just smile and pretend that it's just another anniversary. ❤
I look at my parents and I feel pain for them. They keep trying to do different things for my little sister and I - to keep us busy but probably more so for themselves, and especially for mum. Our mum is our rock, but you don't need to be a rocket scientist to see her pain. ❤
Every year since we moved back to Norway, we have always started our commemoration of the anniversary since Sharidyn was taken from us, at her grave. Because the 10 year commemorations are a merge of different events, we decided to visit Sharidyn yesterday while we were at home in Drammen. As our parents have done every year, they brought new roses to place in the flower-pots on either side of her stone. Because of the heatwave in Drammen this summer, her flowers have withered faster than they normally do. Flowers they had placed at her grave on her birthday 5 days ago had already dried out. So, they go back to the shop, and buy more flowers - taking time to meticulously pick out flowers that are just right for Sharidyn. ❤
Once mum has placed Sharidyn's newly brought roses in their respective flower-pots, dad walks around her stone cleaning off the bird-poop with water and watering all of her roses. Mum re-arranges all of her stones, and cleans all of Sharidyns angel-ornaments that have aged over time. My little sister and I tried to help but after 10 years we know how important it is for our parents that they can tidy and clean her grave. Sharidyn's grave is all we have left of her besides our memories, mum said last night. ❤
This is where Sharidyn lies, not at the July 22nd monuments or on an island. Here at her grave! This is the brutal reality of July 22nd. Today people all over Norway and around the world will be remembering Sharidyn and the 76 victims of the terrorist attacks, but 77 families will be feeling the intense pain of this day - just like my parents. No parent should ever have to bury a child. But to bury a child killed by a terrorist - there are no words that could possibly describe that pain.
I will never understand what it is like for my parents! All we can do is stay close to our parents and hug them as much as they and we need. ❤
We miss you ❤ Always and forever Sharidyn ❤