I ended up here because of the destruction of my inner city life with attached housing in the house with pool and banquet hall in the middle of the worst batter. But I have always been so happy that it was precisely here that I ended up. And the longer I live here the more I like this place that I can not trumpet because I live in secrecy.
But it's such a friendly place! Every day I think OH what I think of it!
Only when I came here I thought I would never be out after eight o'clock and I thought I would try to look unreliable too so that everyone would take detours for me.
But it passed quickly. For some reason, the suburbs' weird names sound bad in the ignorant ears of many others, I have also noticed. They think that the little little gang by the subway will knock them down and that already at six in the evening. I who am used to living in the middle of the city with all kinds of people around me and large volumes of them also can not understand it, but there is a stubbornly bad reputation for this fine place.
The nice thing about it is that it is so LIVE and it is so CALM and it is so FRIENDLY. Yesterday when I was out on Saturday night after midnight I met only two creatures that buffed on each other and it was two hedgehogs.
I'm happy when I go here, for it is so beautiful under the trees and the whole scent of the great forest is over us. Most families with children live here and it is full of kindergartens everywhere, so here live old people who gather with their walkers in the square. ( Not so many in my life. )And what you do not expect is to hear roosters gala but it also happens here. That it roams deer around like nothing, and squirrels throw themselves between the trees like little monkeys and the occasional fox slips past is also part of everyday life, except for all the birds that hiss in the mornings with their lively chirping so that you wake up! And the butterflies.
And in the playgrounds the children play with their parents and here there are plenty of fathers who go with their children, in fact, you just notice it, which you should not for the children are both mothers and fathers. And on the weekends you see parents being out playing with their children, play football, practice tennis, nail on huts in the trees, dancing among soap bubbles. Several evenings when I have passed the playgrounds, young people have been rocking, in silence, with sweeping hair under the stars. It's nice. What are they thinking?? Where are they going??
Last weekend when I was walking along one of the walkways, I first met a Swedish family with two small children, and a short distance after them came an Arab family and then a Spanish family. Everyone walked in the mild spring sun and smiled, and had time together on Sunday walks. Then came a couple of old people with their walkers and then a couple of cycling teenagers, all on the same little road and that's what you see when you walk around with your dog. And I'm happy about that. I feel happy to see others walking around in their lives looking at each other and smiling at each other and everyone smiling at me too, we even say hello to each other, just because we meet, Hello!
But I will try to leave this place anyway. It's the wrong phase of my life to be here, but I am grateful and amazed that I happened to end up right here when I was spit out of life as I felt it, and was forced to sell my home.
It has been just the right place for me to be. And to walk in the woods. The forest is healing. I have always walked along the sea, but the forest is …. the forest is probably a little more healing than the sea anyway and I did not know that. But now I know. I know so much more because I came here.
Even though I like it so much, it's like I'm not home yet. As if I feel … when should i come home then?
Much like you feel when a relationship is over or when someone has died. But when is she really coming? When does it continue??
Nej, new times are coming. You must be able to be in your now and you must be able to leave what has been. I have been able to do that. But it's starting to itch in me. Soon I hope to be able to lift and flutter to another place. This place has really enriched me, but life is a forward movement whether one wants it or not. Vidare!
In any case, I hope so, though I will miss what is here; vidare…
