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Puh, we’ve been very busy. My parents landed in New York last Thursday and a week later, we all went to Chicago. A lot to see, people to meet and things to do. I’m gonna need a vacation after this, haha.

I can’t believe that we have been married for 3 years already. But at the same time it feels like we have been married for 20, haha. I guess that when you have found the right person it can feel like you’ve known each other all your life. He makes me so happy and I am lucky to have met him ♥
Yesterday, my husband and I celebrated our anniversary by flying back to America. Everything went very smooth this time, which is unusual. On our second flight we got upgraded to premium seats which was nice with more space, more drink options and better screens. When we got back to Manhattan, we picked up Thor at the dog sitter’s and then we passed out on the couch. I haven’t slept much this trip because of full moon, a funeral, jet-lag, things to take care of and food to eat. But I feel well rested today. Thor and I have been taking long walks, even though its really really hot outside.

Photo from 2014 when we took my grandma to a restaurant by the beach

We’re going to Sweden on Saturday. It will feel weird. We’re not going for a fun vacation, we’re going to say goodbye to someone I love. But, even if this trip is the most horrible trip I’ve ever had to do, I don’t want to make it all bad. I’m thinking of things to enjoy while I’m there. For example, spending time with family has never felt so important. But I’m also going to enjoy the Swedish nature and food that I miss. There is too many meals that I want though. I might have to eat lunch and dinner ten times a day, hahah. They probably going to have to roll me on the plane back to the states:)

On Sunday morning, at 5am, Thor started to bark and we thought he was just barking at some random noise outside, which he does sometimes. Eventually I got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. Smoky, smelly and men being noisy in the hallway. I made sure that Jim was awake and then I put on a lot of clothes, got Thor’s travel bag out of the closet, got my passport and greencard and told Jim to get ready in case we had to evacuate the apartment. Jim, who’s always calm in every situation, slowly went to the bathroom and I tried to tell him that I don’t think this is fake. Soon they started to bang on our door. We grabbed Thor and carefully opened the door. A fireman in a mask asked us to stay by the window in our apartment. After a half hour or so, when we understood that they were only cleaning out the last bit of smoke, we left the apartment and took Thor for a walk. 
The family and their puppy in the apartment across the hall from us are safe. Their stove had a glitch that they noticed before they went to bed and they were going to ask someone to look at it in the morning. Well, the daughter woke up and saw black smoke in the kitchen. I’m so glad that they noticed it when they did and didn’t have to inhale too much smoke.
Scary. I have been afraid of fires every since I was a little girl. Every night before bedtime as a kid, I planned out my escape if there would be a fire somewhere. Jim is used to me freaking out from even the smallest things related to fire. For example, I refuse to use the oven unless he’s home. But, I’m rather scared of it and mentally prepared for survival situations. 
Like I said, my husband is always calm and on Sunday morning I was surprised on how calm I was too. My only job was to make sure that Thor was calm and felt safe. Thor did so good. I want to believe that he understood what was going on. And I’m happy that he woke us up, our little Lassie:)

You were a friend, you were hilarious without knowing it, you were kind and a real badass grandma. My favorite moments were when we baked the worlds best cinnamon buns, and all those years we went to that special place with all the beautiful Lily of the Valley, and when you taught me how to knit and every time I tried it ended up looking like crap, and when the two of us had “fika” in your backyard and just talked about random shit for hours. I love how excited you were about your greenhouse, how into sports you were, I love that you sent me hand written letters even though you knew how to write emails and I love that you were this cool person that I gladly introduced friends to. You’ve given me lots of good advice and supported me in decisions over the years and I am forever thankful. I’ve tried to be there for you too, but I’m not sure I’ve done just as great job as you did for me.
I’m very happy you got to meet my husband and that you got to see videos of Thor. I’m happy that I was there to take you to the beach one last time two years ago. I’m happy that I got to see you in April when I was in Sweden. I somehow felt that it was the last time I was going to see you. And you were hilarious as always.
I can always wish to spend time with you one more time or to hold your hand once more or to listen to one more of your funny stories, but even if I would have got one more moment with you, I would still just wish for one more. When it’s time it’s time and we have to accept that the last time was the last one. But I miss you a lot, and I wish for one more time.
I was told that you died in your sleep without pain. You’ve had a tough year and you are probably having a great time now, wherever you are. I love you, you know that, and you will forever be in my heart. May you rest in peace. I’m sure we’ll meet again one day ♥

I look absolutely insane here, but this picture captions
the goofy relationship we had, so I will post it anyway