I think the look on his face says a lot about how I feel at the moment! |
Since I've moved my cultural identity as a Swedish person has become more important to me. Even though I know Sweden will always be there the day I want to move back there's still a part of me that clammers to it. Just before I moved I bought a necklace with little Dalecarlian Horses on it and I've lost it... I must have left it in Sweden over Christmas or lost it in the move :( Hope I find it soon. The Dalecarlian Horse is the symbol for my home county, Dalarna. Sitting here thinking about it I would like to carve one for myself, but I'm pretty sure I'd manage to take a finger off in the process..
Just such a small thing as not speaking my own language on a regular basis. I do speak to Thomas sometimes, the only other exile Swede I know around here. It's really nice to be able to relax and do what comes more naturally to me than English. I need someone to come visit me so I can ramble on in Swedish for a few days..! I think I need a dose of home.
Speaking of missing people and things - when I was in Morrison's yesterday somebody was playing with a sqeaky dog toy and my heart almost broke, I missed Amadeus so much.. On August 1st he turns 14 and it looks like I won't be able to see him before that :/ Hence doggie pictures today. I need Puppie-cuddles!
Do me a favour and hug your dog! Or family! Things are not the same without them..
Huggles
Saga xx
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