SO beautiful. *sigh* The magic of life, and why it is worth it to stick to the man you have - at least for me. So many shared memories, so much shared sillyness, so many jokes nobody else gets.
One of our most beloved poets, Halldis Moren Vesaas (she died in '95, I think - mum actually has her old flat), wrote a wonderful poem about falling in love in her old age. She'd been a widow for many years, when she fell in love and wrote about travelling aborad with her man, the two of them always taking the elevator, even if they lived on the first floor, because elevator time was kissing time. Incredibly sweet.
Yes, a shared 'Between' is the glue of a good marriage.
Oh, what a lovely story! elevator time was kissing time That's very bittersweet to me. :) I want to Google and see if any of her work is on the net, in a good English translation! Norwegian looks fascinatingly complex and while language fascinates me, I have my hands full learning Jersey Norman-French!
It's one of my favourites. Sorry to bring up that memory but at least it's past.
I remember once being a hotel room that had been created by dividing a large room into two. The position of the bed, and the way the floor had sagged meant you were sleeping 'head down'. I had to put my pillow at the foot end or I'd have been dizzy all next day!
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One of our most beloved poets, Halldis Moren Vesaas (she died in '95, I think - mum actually has her old flat), wrote a wonderful poem about falling in love in her old age. She'd been a widow for many years, when she fell in love and wrote about travelling aborad with her man, the two of them always taking the elevator, even if they lived on the first floor, because elevator time was kissing time. Incredibly sweet.
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Oh, what a lovely story! elevator time was kissing time That's very bittersweet to me. :) I want to Google and see if any of her work is on the net, in a good English translation! Norwegian looks fascinatingly complex and while language fascinates me, I have my hands full learning Jersey Norman-French!
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I remember once being a hotel room that had been created by dividing a large room into two. The position of the bed, and the way the floor had sagged meant you were sleeping 'head down'. I had to put my pillow at the foot end or I'd have been dizzy all next day!
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