It’s a phrase we’ve repeated over and over this past year, since our return from living our year in Sweden. “This time last year, we were…sitting by the sea…driving the Danish countryside…making Lucia Buns with Gunnel…playing cards with Mark and Carina…on a ferry to Berlin…eating croissants in Paris…laughing in a sandal shop in Greece…heading to Husaby for a Midsommer party…beginning the long Minnesota good-bye, Swedish version (which ended up looking a lot like MN style!)”. Recalling the year in Sweden is much like childbirth for me. I’m remembering all of the great things, and have mostly phased out the painful and icky. I’ve begun to “spin” the difficult things. For instance, ”we could see the sun rise and set within just a couple of hours!”. It’s a stretch, but one I’m willing to make. As I
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