The Circle of Life, My Grandmother’s Illness in 1905
I can’t ask her about it. My maternal grandmother died more than forty years ago. At age twenty-five, she was admitted to a Copenhagen Hospital called Oeresund Hospital. I have always known about it, but not the exact location.
The diagnosis was severe, bleeding stomach ulcer. I have often wondered what was the cause of this. She worked long hours in a shop for clothes. She measured the garments or fabrics and had to walk home during the lunch break. The lady who owned the shop liked her a lot, but I wonder if she enjoyed the kind of work. During part of her youth, her father left the family for another woman. It was something nobody ever talked about and before my grandmother got married, her father came back to his wife. I believe this has added to the pressure on her health. At the time, patients were hospitalized for a long time.
Not too long ago, I realised the former hospital was the building next to my grandson’s kindergarten. The surroundings have been renovated according to modern flooding risks. The so-called Copenhagen benches are in place, exact copies of those from my grandmother’s time a hundred and ten years ago.
I go there with my grandson on his bike or just run around enjoying each other’s company and telling him about her. Sometimes, I can walk with his baby sister in her pram.
Categories: Ancestry history, Architecture, Copenhagen
From one Heart to Another 
how wonderful you are telling your grandson about her. It is very important to know our family heritage. I wish my family had told me more about mine. What a lovely park.
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Thank you for your lovely response. He is so interested. He knows and remembers the stories I tell him. His mother backs it up by valuing the past. Without our ancestors, we wouldn’t be here
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Thankfully, my four-year-old grandson treasures the stories about our ancestors. His mother has backed me up in transferring these values since his early days
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It was very interesting to read about your grandmother Asta. I went back and read some of your other posts about her as well. I loved the photos also. Thanks for writing this. The old sepia photos are so good.
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Life must have been difficult for her. I believe people are alive as long as we remember them. I am glad your grandson likes to hear about her.
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Thank you so much for your kind comment. I agree
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Hi Maria, It is so nice to hear you are helping to pass down your history to a member of the younger genneration. That can be as important as the country’s history.
Good to see you again and hope all is well. My best to Henry. GP
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Thank you so much, dear GP
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