I have had a bad cold since Tuesday, running nose, fever and a hurting throat. Thursday afternoon I thought I was well again but that was a mistake 🙁 It is now Sunday morning and I am watching Tovah TV with guess who, Tovah. Blä for colds.
Since I announced to my boss that I was leaving he has been avoiding me and although he hasn’t told me yet he is planning to replace me as division head before I leave. I wanted to work together with him on solving this for the best but he doesn’t seem agree with that. When we last talked about it we agreed on that business would go on as usual but along the way he apparently has changed his mind. By the way, he announced two days ago that he was leaving as prefect for a new job as dean of the technical faculty. He will leave at the latest January 1:st 2004. By the way, it has now been 6 months since he promised to take care of my associate professor application. A few weeks ago he admitted that he was ashamed that he hadn’t done anything about this and that he would take care of it as soon as possible. It seems like I will never get that degree….
During the week I got the fiber working via Tele2….My guess about that it was a new subnetwork and the routing was wrong was correct. It only took about 10 emails and 4 phone calls to convince Tele2 and in the end LuNet was the ones to fix it.

I am a couch potato today. I am sitting here in the couch reading, surfing, looking at Tovah listening to her CD books (the type that says “boing” when it is time to turn to the next page). The rain is pouring down outside and it would have been a perfect day if it hadn’t been for Freddie’s funeral today. I cannot grasp that he has left this world, that I won’t see him at the next management course occasion, he won’t ask me how I am doing in hos truly sincere manner. He could like no other switch from being funny and cheerful to be totally serious and sincere. I have known him since December 2002 and he has really helped change (to the better). During the management course we have had four different coaches in the process but I Freddie is the one that I got closest to. Freddie’s death is a real loss and it makes me very sad. Both from feelings that he had much to give in this world but also from totally egoistic feelings that he could have helped me even further in my personal development process. Freddie, I will truly miss you! I still remember the last words you told as you were heading to the taxi at Brändön. The wind was forceful and I was just getting ready to leave on my Spirit. I was standing there in shorts in about 10 degrees and it was raining. You and the other coaches were joking with me that you weren’t envying me and my bike ride home. You were last in the row heading to the taxi and you turned around and said: “Call me if there is anything you want to talk about.” Just then the wind caught my gloves that flew away and I ran after them for a few meters. When I turned around you were already getting into the taxi and I never really got a chance to give you an answer to your request. That was the last I saw of you….
Yesterday just before lunch when I found out about Freddie’s death, I really lost all energy and I only allowed myself to be sad for a short while. I had a lecture just after lunch that I was preparing and I had to push on. I took my thoughts and feelings about Freddie’s death and put them into one of my famous wells and covered it with a heavy lid. I haven’t opened the lid until just now, when I am writing this. The lesson I have learned during the spring is that no matter the size of the lid or its weight, it will eventually let the thoughts and feelings out. And thus, it is better to open it now and handle the feelings immediately. In 35 minutes the funeral will start. One of my first thoughts yesterday when I found out about was that I have to attend. Unfortunately I am very far away but I will visit the grave the next time I down in Malmö. A white lily on your grave will be right…
It is hard to be sad when a happy 3 year old girl “attacks” you and giggles…. I guess life must go on, but death still is a strange thing and it must be one the hardest things to get used to and be able to ignore. Sigh, I feel really tired now, opening the well totally drained me. Cannot it stop raining so we can go for a walk? And I feel fat…
By the way. I have been chatting with Tele2 support today and as I guessed my fiber connection wouldn’t work today after the 10 day period and Tele2 says that it should work and if it doesn’t work by 17.00 today I should call support to verify my settings and potentially file a error report. Of course it won’t start working, who would do anything on a Saturday without a serious error report to get them going….
Freddie….

One of the coaches in my management course has died. His name was Freddie Lyngeraa.
Here is the official letter announcing his death.
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Dear All
Orø, 25th September 2003
We are in great grief informing you that our loved and skilled colleague, co-worker and close friend, Freddie Lyngeraa has died from a serious stroke. Freddie was only 48 years old.
We, who worked together with Freddie, will miss being affected by his flaming presence, which made being together with him a mutually inspiring and intense experience.
He could melt an iceberg and turn a difficult situation into something positive. This usually meant that the roof was lifted from laughter – the warmhearted and respectful kind of laughter, which brought relief and a common willful energy to move forward. Few could match his ability to spread joy and trust into his surroundings. Few could match his generosity and helpfulness. Freddie’s creativity knew no limits – he achieved what he wanted to. In his and Fusako’s house and garden in Valby he unfolded his handicraft skills artistically and with great enthusiasm.
He was extremely successful in his work with development of leaders in Denmark and Sweden.
Freddie was an expert in making people believe in their own development possibilities. His personal talent was to transform individuals’ and organizations’ needs and wants to change into insight, action and success. Under his wings many got courage to move the limits of their own capacity.
He showed this in his work as a senior consultant, and in his work as a seminar and workshop trainer within Personal Management International (PMI), and as a teacher and trainer in The Gestalt Institute of Scandinavia (GIS-International). Also his colleagues and friends felt it.
Through the years he taught and coached leaders and co-workers from a long row of private and public companies and institutions in Denmark, Sweden, Finland and Estonia. He also taught students from the GIS-training program and countless people at GIS-seminars in the Nordic and Baltic countries. Everywhere his effort has left unforgettable professional, compassionate and ethical tracks.
His death is a great sorrow for all of us who had the fortune to know him.
Freddie’s funeral services are held at Aalholm Church in Valby, Copenhagen, Saturday,
27th September at 2 pm.
On behalf of Freddie’s colleagues and friends,
John Ewans Porting Jette Maja Porting Søren Ewans Porting
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Out of the four coaches from PMI Freddie is definitely the one I came closest to and his death strikes me very hard. Probably the first death around me in my whole life that really deeply affects me. I feel very sad about this……. I just feel like going out into the forest and sit on a stone….

Freddie, I will really miss you!!!