Stone Circle In eyes of father to son

Gunnar made a soft noise in his throat. It depends on what you believe in. Some believe you come back as something or someone else. Some believe that you just disperse go to a higher power and your soul resides there. Your grandfather and I believe in the old Norse gods. That warriors will go to valhalla and feast and fight for all eternity. I believe I will go there, but to go with Freya may not be as bad. Eternal rest sounds nice.

Gunnar held his son to him as tight as he could. Rocking as he had done when he was young. The boy was growing to quickly for his age and Gunnar hated himself for it. But what was he to do. When your time was up, there was nothing you could do about it. 

You will take care of your siblings, your mother, yourself. You must always promise me to take care of yourself as well as others. It does not help anyone to run yourself down. You will love and laugh and live. You will breathe fresh air and on good days and sometimes bad days. You will think of me. You will remember me with fondness and perhaps some sadness and you will ask yourself sometimes what I may have done, but you will succeed and love and be amazing. That is what you shall do. I love you too my darling boy. So very much.

It was an unjust cruelty to be taken from his children. Even the older ones, but he knew it was what it was. However, he also had no doubt that his children would do well. Oh they would hurt and they would miss him, but he had done his best. He had taught them all that he could and he could only hope that they learned their lessons well.