Dearest Margareta: It was so wonderful to get to know you a little bit in your time here on Earth. I am sorry we did not have more time to spend together. Sending you and your dear daughters and all your family all my love. Thank you for bringing me an angel. Your bed is always ready.
Dearest Margareta. You have been part of my life from my earliest years, having been best friends with my mom while I was attending UNIS with your daughters and my sisters. The bond that our families shared are still as strong due to your love and constancy. Love you. HOU
Så vacker, så klok, så lågmäld och så snäll. Du lämnade verkligen ett intryck Margareta❤️
Finaste Margareta, Maggan
Du har varit en del av min barndom, så många år, nära nära vän med mamma.
Du var alltid en självklar del i familjen, den närmaste kretsen. Så mycket kärlek, vänskap.
Jag tyckte mycket om din värme, ditt lugn, glimten i ögat, din humor.
Du är så saknad!
Kära Margareta,
Tack för din värme, empati och klokhet. För att du alltid fanns för mig och oss andra unga på amelia. Det var dig jag gick till för att få råd. Och du peppade, tröstade, stöttade, hjälpte oss - alltid.
Vila i frid fina, vackra, godhjärtade Margareta❤️❤️❤️
I am 14, sucking my thumb, watching more TV after some recorder playing. The house is teeming with kids. There’s lots of gymnastics but I have no energy. “Come-on” Margareta says. Catarina yanks me up. I have no strength. Three years later, I’m on the advanced gymnastics team.
Memory: I’m 60 about to visit with Margareta in New York. How can I possibly thank her enough? How can I express my love enough? I find a necklace and she loves it. We reminisce, our hearts so full - but I’ll never be able to express my gratitude for her tenderness and warmth.
I’m almost 17 and we are in Sweden. I’ve spent my money foolishly so Margareta gives me more. It’s morning, time to go to the airport. Margareta can’t get out of bed; she’s weeping. We get ourselves together and she gives me a glass bowl - we drive soundlessly to the airport.
Memory: I’m 9 and Catarina and I have outgrown our capacity to share a single bed so I go across to Grina and sleep with her, Pina in the bunk above me. One day, Margareta shows me a cot my Catarina’s bed. My own bed!
Memory: I’m 12 and Margareta has become a role model. She is reading The NY Times, listening to Englebert. Then she makes dinner and tells me it’s not good to save leftovers. Better to start a new day fresh. Yes.
Memory: I’m 11, crying in the bathroom because there’s blood in my pants. There’s a gentle knock on the door, it’s Margareta. She has pads and clean underwear. She gives me a quick hug and all my fear and shame melts away.
I was the luckiest person in the world to have grown up with the Nilson’s. Catarina, my extraordinary bestie, Grina, cuddle bunny, Pina, mini mama. Margareta, gentlest heart knowing my needs, I will love you always and forever, your beauty and goodness only growing in my heart.
Dearest Margareta was pure kindness, fun, and laughter. I will remember her welcoming spirit, and I thank her for nurturing her wonderful daughters and the nicest family I know. Rest in peace, may you be rejoicing with the Lord, and may we see you again.
Så ledsen …..tack för all din vänlighet och omtanke
Otroligt tråkigt. Många varma minnen.
Vila i frid Margareta ♥️
Tack för all hjälp och stöd, du var en fantastisk hjälp!
Älskade Margareta! Tack för allt! ❤️
Tack för alla lärdomar
Tack, kära Margareta, för många goda samtal, för din vänlighet och omtänksamhet.
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