WHEN DEATH TAKES SOMETHING FROM YOU GIVE IT BACK

I raise my glass to my eldest son. His pregnant wife and daughter are sleeping above us. Outside, the March evening is cold and clea r. 'To life!' I say as the glasses clink with a delicate and pleasing sound. My mother says something to the dog. Then the phone rin gs. We don't answer it. Who could be calling so late on a Saturday evening?In March 2015, Naja Marie Aidt's 25-year-old son, Carl, d ied in a tragic accident.When Death Takes Something From You Give It Back is about losing a child. It is about formulating a vocabul ary to e...[Read more]