Erika is a tall, blonde Swedish lady and Eric is a (not that tall) (not that blonde) British man. They met a year ago and fell in love. Eric is not very well travelled, very limited in his European mentality, yet (like many British men) he is opinionated and stubborn. By comparison, Erika is very well travelled, has strong Scandinavian logic, enjoys clean living and fika. The differences are endless, and yet something brought them together… And apart.

We started this blog with the thought of documenting the beginning of a relationship we then felt was so beyond anything we had ever experienced. It was crazy. It was love and friendship, so strong that we could almost not function without the other. We changed each other for the better, and I felt that, with Eric by my side, I would dare to take those risks I hadn’t before.

It was our life, part two.

Unfortunately, it was short lived. Luckily, I’ve been through a lot in my “life, part one” so I can and will get through anything that gets thrown at me. Recently, when I told a friend that I’m a realist she said:

I wouldn’t call it that. I would call it being positive.

That so defines who I am, even if I’ve been lost for a while. It won’t be easy, but I’m going to make my old dreams come true. The dreams I totally forgot about but, now, have realised that I might just have needed some life experience to be able to make the best out of them, when time was due. And it’s time!