My son Benjamin. My biggest inspiration
Mar 24, 2026
Today at 12:10 it was four years since Benjamin died.
I often think about that the vision I had for his life was actually very simple.
It was never about longevity. It was about happiness. However long his life would be, it should be a happy life. A full life. A life where he felt loved, included, seen, and part of the world.
That became how I made decisions for many years. Not what gives the most years, but what gives the best days.
And what happened was that he included, he loved, he inspired, he was the world and made all around him happy. I've had young men come to me sharing how Benjamin inspired them to take their unique education and life choices. Doctors telling me how they once again discovered their purpose.
He was my son, but he was also my biggest inspiration. So much of how I live, how I work, how I see people, comes from being his mum.
When you live for many years knowing that time might be short, you stop postponing things.
You stop waiting for the right moment.
You become very clear on what matters and what doesn't.
Benjamin shaped that in me. He shaped how I see courage, stubbornness, systems, doctors, authority, love, and what is actually important in a life.
I don't think I carry grief the way people think. For me it is more that he is built into me. Into my decisions. Into my standards. Into how I don't give up on people. Into how I don't accept "impossible" too quickly.
So today is a day where I stop a bit extra and think about him and about those 27 years that changed everything. ā¯¤ļø¸
I miss him.
And I am incredibly grateful that I got to be his mum.
ā¯¤ļø¸ Benjamin
24 March 2022 · 12:10
