... stuck in the middle, peeking out towards the sunlight.
What a dramatic intro. But I guess it reflects my week spot on. It's been a rough week, but luckily that must mean that next week can only get better. Right? This is an attempt at a more positive outlook and I think it's a darn fine attempt to be honest. The way things are going these days it would be far easier to moan and whine, but I am truly trying to be positive. No sh*t.
Something has dawned on me. I've been very closed about my feelings regarding an issue that affects me greatly; infertility. There are so many women, who go day after day building up resentment towards other women, who obtain what an infertile woman wants the most: a healthy pregnancy. This is true. Resentment is very easily the quickest solution to hurt feelings. But there's another solution: disregard. I wouldn't characterize myself as a cold or careless person, but I would say that in some areas I've become prone to disregard people. It's perfectly simple really - no one cares to have their imperfections rubbed in their faces. If you're overweight you don't want to be treated any differently than others. Same goes for race, sexual orientation and so forth. You know what? Infertile people do not appreciate being treated as such. So pity is the worst way to meet someone who's struggling with infertility. Don't pity me - talk to me. It's as simple as that.
Today is a special day for Johan and me. It's exactly four years ago today that we met for the first time. It was a nervous, insecure and exciting day when we first met at Helsingør train station on October 21st 2005 around noon. We'd been planning our weekend together for a long time, but I don't think we'd ever dared to hope for what it turned into. Four years later we're still going strong, living together and making plans for our future. I'm not a religious person, but if I were I'd thank my Heavens for Johan. I love him more than words can say.
Much love forever.
Today was my last day off. It's amazing how quickly a week passes by. I've enjoyed having the time off to just unwind, but it's a little nerving to feel how I automatically tense up as the day progresses. Oh well, nothing to do but face the week, I guess.
We went out to visit my in-laws today. It was a nice and relaxing visit, which ended with us going for a long walk in Råådalen. Basse needed a good long walk. He's sleeping on the sofa now, so I think we succeeded in getting him tired.
Now it's time for America's Next Top Model on TV3. Enjoy your sunday!
Today we went out to Bruce's Skog with Basse to let him run free in the dog enclosure. I'm not keen on letting him run around without a leash, but by taking him to places like Bruce's Skog, we can just close a huge gate behind us and let him run along without worrying about him running away or getting in a fight with other dogs. I, as always, brought my camera along and snapped a few pics of the little one enjoying himself with no leash to hold him back. His expression in this photo is as priceless as the moments we get to share with him.
I laughed so hard my stomach hurt when I saw this picture. Just wanted to share with you guys.
I realise it's been ages since my last blog. I guess you could say I'm feeling rather uninspired these days. Everything seems to be drumming by in it's own monotone rythm and there isn't really much to tell. We just got back from a weekend at my parents' house. We were attending my cousin's 30th birthday party on Saturday. It was a huge party with live music, good food, free alcohol (which meant a few obligatory drunken fools) and just generally a good time. It was nice to see everybody again.
