Rest in Peanuts, Blackie – my sweet crow friend has passed away

In memory of my beloved crow, Blackie, may she rest in peanuts.

I have lost my black crow friend, Blackie.
It was Blackie who started it all when she approached me during a deep depression I was struggling with.

For a long time, I dealt with severely damaged knees, and even after two surgeries, it was still very difficult for me to walk several years later.

Then one night, I was involved in an accident.
While trying to pull a woman away from the roadway, I was nearly hit myself.
I had to give up and jump to safety, and afterwards I tried to help both the injured woman and the driver who had hit her.
After this, I suffered from severe PTSD symptoms for a long period.

During this time, I often found myself sitting on a bench at Moesgård, staring out over the water and wondering if all options were running out.
Not only was I physically handicapped, but also struggling with PTSD and depression — it truly felt like everything was uphill.

But somehow Blackie must have sensed it.
It felt as if she landed next to me just to say:
“Come on, buddy… lift your spirits.”

In the days that followed, she stayed with me and watched me from the trees.
When I sat on the bench, it wouldn’t be long before she landed beside me and looked at me.
I decided to share my sandwich with her, and she gladly accepted.

Day after day, Blackie visited me — and she brought her friends Pjuske and a confused little crow I named Skalle (because he had a bald spot on his head where the other crows kept pecking him when he acted cheeky).
The three became fifteen, the fifteen became thirty — and now there are an unbelievable number of crows who know me.

And that’s why I visit “my” crows every day.
They saved my life in more ways than one and turned my depression and dark thoughts into something positive.

My crisis psychologist at the time — the one who helped me after the accident — called it crow therapy.
And now I go down there every day because they help me see the bright side of the problems I face in my everyday life.