My mom not being terribly interested in my day of adventure listened with a smile later as she got ready for bed. I knew she didn’t get why I wanted the alone time but somehow it was ok and I didn’t need to explain it to her.
I had my treasures of the day…a collection of local newspapers and magazines and a beautiful map of the city, which I still have as a memento.
To this day this wonderful trip back in 1989 has many fond memories for me. Sweden and I made a connection with each other. A pact that I would someday return with a greater understanding of the Swedish people and language and how similar my thoughts and beliefs truly are.
My wish has since become a reality and my love for Sweden has grown to enormous proportions as a (gulp) middle-aged adult. Taking trips to Sweden, studying Swedish, reading about Sweden and decorating my home with Swedish crafts have brought me back to my first visit to Sweden I soon won’t forget.
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