I don’t have a sad feeling about leaving the apartment. because I newer got to fell truly at home in it.
But miraculous things did happen here… like Kornelius arriving to the world in our tiny living room on the fourth floor on a cold November night 14 month ago. I’ll bring that memory with me forever, where ewer.
Ps. Vilja has Anders last name too. But There wasn’t enough space for the letters. Sorry :)