Kommentarer till Galghumor och gapskratt var ”typiskt Annette”

Av: Popovic Goran

Popovic Goran — Tue, 16 Aug 2011 11:11:08 +0000

Dragan,beklagar sorgen till din familijen . Dina kompisar från Skusd ”Srbija” Malmö

Av: Mikael

Mikael — Wed, 03 Aug 2011 18:13:43 +0000

Har tyvärr varit där själv… Känner med er.

Av: Linda

Linda — Thu, 28 Jul 2011 10:04:49 +0000

Har följt bloggen och läst artiklarna i sydsvenskan, och det är med en tår i ögonen jag läser att du somnat in. Varma tankar till familjen!

Av: Anders

Anders — Mon, 25 Jul 2011 09:31:44 +0000

R.I.P Annette

Av: Anette Ellis

Anette Ellis — Sun, 24 Jul 2011 18:51:05 +0000

Om det finns en himmel så hoppas jag att du Annette kan hjälpa och ta hand om alla rädda ungdomar som på ett förfärligt sätt fick sätta livet till i Norge. De var inte förberedda på döden. De ville bara leva.

Har lagt blommor och tänt ljus på möllevången idag. För dig ”Nettan” och för alla som drabbats i Norge. Ni finns alla i mina tankar.

Livet kan inta tas för givet. Så en uppmaning till oss som lever – Fyll inte livet med år – Fyll åren med liv.

Det gjorde allas vår vän Annette.

Av: Anna

Anna — Sun, 24 Jul 2011 16:19:13 +0000

Läste dödsannonsen i tidningen idag, fint! Är fortfarande här inne varje dag… vet inte varför… svårt att släppa…

Av: Maria

Maria — Sun, 24 Jul 2011 15:29:05 +0000

Ljuset från en stjärna

som slocknat.

Når oss ännu

i tusen år.

Kramar//Maria

Av: anita

anita — Fri, 22 Jul 2011 09:51:41 +0000

Vila i frid fina Anette, beklagar sorgen till din familj… hälsa änglarna,…..

Anita.

Av: Marie

Marie — Thu, 21 Jul 2011 19:21:15 +0000

Sörjer med er trots att vi aldrig möts. Tack för att ni varit så starka och delat med er!

Av: maria

maria — Thu, 21 Jul 2011 14:30:11 +0000

”Little man,” I said, ”tell me that it is only a bad dream — this affair of the snake, and the meeting-place, and the star…”
But he did not answer my plea. He said to me, instead:
”The thing that is important is the thing that is not seen…”
”Yes, I know…”
”It is just as it is with the flower. If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers…”
”Yes, I know…”
”It is just as it is with the water. Because of the pulley, and the rope, what you gave me to drink was like music. You remember — how good it was.”
”Yes, I know…”
”And at night you will look up at the stars. Where I live everything is so small that I cannot show you where my star is to be found. It is better, like that. My star will just be one of the stars, for you. And so you will love to watch all the stars in the heavens… they will all be your friends. And, besides, I am going to make you a present…”
He laughed again.
”Ah, little prince, dear little prince! I love to hear that laughter!”
”That is my present. Just that. It will be as it was when we drank the water…”
”What are you trying to say?”
”All men have the stars,” he answered, ”but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all these stars are silent. You — you alone — will have the stars as no one else has them — ”
”What are you trying to say?”
”In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night… You — only you — will have stars that can laugh!”
And he laughed again.
”And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure… And your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! Then you will say to them, ‘Yes, the stars always make me laugh!’ And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you…”
And he laughed again.
”It will be as if, in place of the stars, I had given you a great number of little bells that knew how to laugh…”
And he laughed again…