Saoirse Ronya Frida Castenmiller

Ride The Waves

May 11th, 2025 – Sunday

Dear Saoirse

Yesterday we have brought you home. We have driven you ourselves by car. Your body was loosing color, we made a beautiful bed for you and mommy and daddy had a very needed night sleep.

This morning you have been made very pretty by balming your body. Now when I look at you, you look so calm and peaceful, as if you are simply sleeping. We are lighting candles and come to see you and kiss you every now and then.

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