As an ordinary mom I am, I love my kids more than anything and I have two amazing daughters, Julia was born in 94 and Frida was born in 97 and always called them "My Heart" It has always been a symbol of my life, then those who come near me stuck in the "My heart"
An ordinary Saturday, October 10, 2009, is my oldest daughter Julia then just turned 15 years involved in a moped accident. In the collisionshe she dropped her helmet and received a serious head injury. She rushed directly to Sahlgrenska Hospital where she underwent surgery twice in the head and had to be sedated for four weeks. Concerns about whether she would survive can not be described in words. Julia managed the struggle to live and the doctors acted in good faith that there would not be any greater damage than possible vision problems. Julia was taken out of anesthesia to wake up to life.
But Julia did not wake up and was unconscious and more serious injured than anyone could have imagined. Nobody could give me an answer as to whether she would ever wake up ... Worries about my Julia would ever wake up or not was excruciating. How would her life be if she woke up with severe injuries ...?
My Julia struggled on alone in her unconsciousness and the sixth week she gave us a sign of life that she was coming out of her coma. Julia began to slowly in short moments to open her eyes but could not communicate in any way.
This terrible bubble one ended up in aroused the creative and artistic creation in me in many different ways. I felt the power in encouraging all Julia's senses in every possible way, so her brain would wake up and create new paths for the future.
Seven days per week for six months, me and her loved ones at her side and tried to stimulate all her senses from touch to smell. I baked gingerbread cookies in the department simply because she would experience, smell. She sat in her wheelchair beside and dried barely keep up her head.
On January 1, 2010 came Julia's first words after the accident, and in June the same year, Julia finally come home. Since then, Julia had to start her life anew and learn everything anew as she could before the accident. We practiced every day in many ways for her to develop and create a new life.
Julia's whole left side was completely paralyzed and had to be stimulated to try to initiate her muscles and functions. Before the accident, she was also creative and designer jewelry. So it was only natural that we would continue to create together, which also was a great stimulus for Julia. We shaped and squeezed clay to stimulate her left hand. Which yielded results and autumn of 2010 shaped Julia and I a heart with her fingers which I then did cast in pewter as a pendant. And the first Juliet Heart was born.
I really want to clarify that this is not a "Feeling sorry story." This is just my story how this started and to convey to others that you should never give up! This also led to a all my jewelry today have a message for life.
So if my experiences can help others in similar situations, you are always welcome to write to me, so I gladly convey how we thought about and solved things along the way.