Bjorn was the youngest of we Nielsen’s kids of Eglon.
When we were young, Erik Bjorn and I would play cops and robbers. Erik and I would pretend to be officers, while little Bjorn always insisted on being Coco the police dog. 🙂 – those imaginary criminals we would fight together did not stand a chance against our police department.
We lost Bjorn to cancer in 2008. He was diagnosed almost two years to the day he passed away. I had a dream shortly after his death where he showed up at my house, and I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around him and started bawling… but he said, “It’s OK Emma, I will see you again! We just have to wait awhile, this period of time is temporary, but I am right here waiting.” – I believe I will be seeing him again.
I imagine last week when we lost my aunt Kyle that she got a long overdue hug with her son. I like to think of Bjorn as one of my guardian angels, I feel like he is with me wherever I go. Sometimes the family resemblance means he shows up when I look in the mirror. I’ll make a face and think, “That was a Bjorn smirk.” 🙂