Moving back to Sweden

After four wonderful years in Palo Alto, California, it was time for us to move back to Sweden. Two years became three, three became four and we knew that the time had come when we wanted to go back. Well, most of us wanted to. Nils and Alice were torn and would have stayed if they just could, but the deciding parts of us felt ready to return. Yes, it is tough to leave all you lovely friends, all the fun things we could do together and the gorgeous weather. On the upside we will now be close to our Swedish friends, Mats' and my parents, our four siblings with spouses and Alice's & Nils' 13 cousins. And soon, I hope, there will be another addition to the big family group when Poppy decides to enter this world (5 days to due date today).

On June 12 we took a last goodbye of Alice's soccer team with coach Savio. Two hours later Mats drove me, Alice and Nils to SFO for our return flight. It felt strange and sad to leave Seale Avenue. Luckily it was only the Rock family standing in their garden waving at us as we left. I don't think we could have managed to have a larger crowd waving us off, but once we were at the airport we had to deal with the practical things and that was a good distraction. Alice and Nils were both very helpful and didn't let their pregnant mother carry much at all. It was a long flight, but everything went well and about 20 hours later we entered our half-empty house in Lund and went to bed.

Finally arriving in Copenhagen and celebrating with a red hot dog. 

Wonderful to find this cute "Welcome Home"-card and flowers on our kitchen table when we came to our house in Lund. Two of our lovely neighbors and friends had also put everything we needed for breakfast the next morning in the fridge, including a big bowl of strawberries - so thoughtful!