This week has been one of the roughest I can remember. On Monday-night I received a phonecall that my dear friend and the amazing artist Sir Willy Waterlily had been in a serious car accident and was in the hospital - the doctors gave little hope.
He passed away on Tuesday afternoon.
I got to say goodbye to him and the reality of the whole thing is slowly sinking in - he really is gone from this world. I´ve cried and sorted his things (he lived at our farm for 2 months this Summer), talked to friends and his family. He touched *so many* on so many levels. He was an artist, a colleague, a brother, an idol, a lover, a friend, an isnpiration to som amny people.
I´m glad we went on that two-hour-long walk last Saturday and spent the night making tacos and watching a silly film. I´m glad I hugged him on Sunday and told him thanks... -and I´m glad I told him many times over I loved him.
I´ve been going through things in my head that Mikael taught me, because over the years he helped me with so much! From mixing my music to ideas about my numbers, he was my gardner (for realz, I´m lost without him now because I can´t tell a rose from a weed) my confidant and partner on stage.
You will be missed, my friend. Not just by me and hubby but everyone. I know you´re still here reading over my shoulder so I hope you´ve seen all the amazing memories people share about you.
Fly high, dearest and see you on the other side <3
Like you wrote on that pic you gave me: