Smile at strangers – see what happens.

– ”Don’t you have sun in Sweden any longer?”
– ”No, we sold it to Australia for bacon and knackebrod.”

My stepdad is an expert at these comments;
Yesterday he said to me ”You’ve won the World Cup in Jet lag”, and I can see why. As soon as I sit down in the couch I fall asleep, just like that!

I love making people smile.
People here in Sweden are pretty stiff (not all of you).  – ”You shall not go around smiling for yourself, you shall not stand out of the crowd.”
What’s wrong with saying hi to a complete stranger?
Back home we do that all the time. The best thing about morning walks – the ”hellos”, ”good mornings” and all the smiley faces.
Here, it feels like I’m challenging the people I walk by in the streets. If I stare at you long enough maybe you will say ”hi” first. But often I have to do that, otherwise it will turn out to an awkward staring contest and me making my creepy ”Penny-face”. But, they may just need that stare from that special someone (YOU!) to smile back and you’ve given them a little bit of sunshine.

I went to buy lemons at the market the other day and I asked the guy how he was, and he just gave me this weird look with a very quiet ”good….”.
Here I may come off a little bit weird, that’s why Australia suits me. Nothing weird about asking a complete stranger how their day is going.

But, I’m gonna keep doing this because it makes me happy.
And happy = health. This is health to me – making someone smile for just a second, or maybe laugh! And it’s okay if you laugh at me. I will just take it as a compliment.

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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 😉