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My heart is an open book. But I haven’t paid attention. Now I’ll actually read it. The words are blurry and jumbled up. I need glasses. Glasses of love. Glasses of compassion. I need really strong glasses. The letters are so small. All piled up in one corner, trying to behave. We have loose tooth T, skinned-knee D, and stubbed-toe ...

Once upon a time there was a girl born in the land of the Midnight Sun, on the longest day of the year. The sun would barely dip beyond the Horizon on the day she was born. She grew up in a loving yet fearful environment (which she later pondered – could that really have been love, since there’s no ...

I was born on a Wednesday morning in the summer of 1972 in a small town in Sweden. As the youngest of three siblings and the only girl I was slightly spoiled and also slightly lonely. I had a vivid imagination and loved playing pretend for hours and hours where I made up characters and stories, even imaginary friends and ...

Late bloomer I was a late bloomer growing up. I hit puberty later than most of my classmates and I stayed childish in my ways when my peers started showing interest in boys and partying. I think I’m still childish in that sense. That interest never sparked in me. I’m more interested in nature, books and God. I believe it’s ...

Speak to your cloud. I was asked by my therapist about my inner critic. Could I picture my inner critic? All I could think of was a heavy, dark, all-encompassing cloud hanging over me, lowering the temperature and the mood on any given day. How do I get rid of a cloud? I can’t just change the weather or the ...

I’ve only watched a couple of episodes of Marie Kondo’s decluttering show Tidying Up but her well-known phrase really stuck with me: Does it Spark joy? What a great way to live life. I’m a little bit of a hoarder myself. Or rather: I love beautiful things and I like to shop, especially for bargains. And it does spark joy ...

Are you winning at life? I don’t have a very competitive spirit. At all. My husband accuses me of being a socialist since I grew up in Sweden. I want everything to be fair and equal. I want everybody to win. I’m not particularly interested in competitive sports. I just want everybody to have fun and get along. Everybody deserves ...

Coming from Sweden I sort of started collecting clogs after a few years living here in the US. I felt it would be a fun way of representing the Swedish culture, so I started buying clogs wherever I saw them for a reasonable price, in thrift stores, or on clearance while visiting Sweden. The thing about clogs is that they’re ...