Gunnar Steinn

I miss sitting with you having breakfast at Norður-Vík.. I miss how you would say “So are we not very social today?” when I did not sit in the chair next to you and you would move to the next chair and come closer… I miss you telling me how proud you where of your daughter… I miss your music… I miss waiting behind the corner and startle you, and get some good belly pokes in, before you did… I miss wrestling with you… I miss telling you how much I like the rain, and get your eyes to roll… I miss how you treated Iða… I miss offering you my special coffee and you saying no every time … The memories make me cry now… And I don´t do that very often… But the tears are full of life… they are good… they are meaningful… So where you… I miss you MF.