I am grateful for 2015.

A new year is upon us and everyone who knows me knows that I have a little weird image of how new years eve is spend. I’ve always thought that the way I spend new years eve is how I’m gonna spend the upcoming year.

Well, then I’m gonna spend it with a lot of love and amazing people.

To be honest, I can be really ungrateful sometimes and I forget to thank all of you for all the amazing things you do for me.

The year of 2015 has been the year that I’ve experienced the most.
I moved to a new country on the opposite side of the planet.
I met a lot, a lot, of new friends.
My friendship to my old ones grew stronger.
I started studying something I find really fun and interesting.
I’ve had good days and I’ve had bad days.
I’ve learned that cook and cock are two completely different things.
I’ve learned that the moon is lying down in Australia instead of standing up. And this I learned six months later after I moved there when I thought there was a lunar eclipse that only I could see.
I’ve learned that Sidney is not the capital of Australia (sorry).

And I’ve learned that I can really count on people close to me.
But the most important thing – I’ve learned that I can always count on myself.

I’m not making any new years resolution. I’m setting goals:
– Not to put things on hold
– Do more stretching
– Not stress over money
– Breathe deeper
– Be more present

2016, I am now ready to be challenged.
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10 months later and welcomed with love

On the 17th of December I arrived in Copenhagen after my first 10 months in Australia.
I was so excited I could barely sit still the last hour on the plane, I was going to see my mum again!!!
The first thing I saw when I walked through the exit was my mum’s small head jumping up and down trying to find me among the crowd. Lots of x’s and o’s were shared between me, my mum and my stepdad Bjerne!
Mums says ”turn right!”, and there’s some freaks holding up a banner and it takes me about 15 seconds (trying to peer through all the tears and tiredness, and trying to understand who Pernilla is since almost no one has called me that in the last 10 months), and then Maria is peeking over the banner. My two best friends Maria and Eve had come to surprise me and boy, was I surprised (Even more tears at this stage)!

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I am surrounded by so much love in this world and I am so grateful for every single one of you.
After this I was thinking about the movie Love Actually;

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.

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You know when you’ve been overseas and you’ve been working really, really hard on your tan (believe me when I say that I’ve been working on it. My friends back home in Australia actually said that I am fifty shades of white), and instantly when you get of the plane it feels like all your tan just come off.
It wasn’t like that here. Thank you guys for being so white 😉