Driving 450 km north to Stockholm yesterday - eating fast food on the way and drinking coke zero... arrived at my friends house that is in the archipelago outside the city - a view from it:
...indicates that these are people with money because a view like this in working distance of our largest town is not for the unemployed...
And meeting the celebrating friend made me happy for coming. I have to admit that I hate the whole thing, dinner jacket, Grand hotel in stockholm 120 guests and very sort of ... important. But this is a dream of the friend, she is sleeping, walking, talking and thinking of nothing else and as I ma glad to contribute to her feeling of success.
My battery started to signal that it was empty on my way here, there is something wrong with the generator, I think. But we found a neighbour who had a charger and with a fully charged battery I am confident to get home tonight - I fear the dinner because 120 guests and speeches and stuff will take a lot of time. I will behave, I will talk to everybody, mingle and chat and be ever so friendly but I just want to go home... should not, stay in the moment and enjoy it, that is the secret..
On of my hostess friends has arrived as well with her two daughters that are 23 and 19 - beautiful girls and very well behaved. I enjoy them because this is what my daughter will be like in ten years I think... My hosts sons are of the same age, also wellmannered although they awaken the little rebel in me. I am noble and have been raised among upper class people during my teenage and I get very frustrated by the "we are worth it"-attitude that often ooozes from them. It is just luck that they are not born in the slum of Durban...
Which reminds me that I had a long and wonderful talk to my dear friend who has been in Afghanistan as a press officer for the swedish army for six months. She is finally back home - safe! hooray! - and back at her work as the chief editor of a newspaper in a small town. I have missed our conversations she has so many good opinions and knowledge, and being in afghanistan meeting women there has given her a lot of new, interesting reflections!
At this moment I do regret that I promised to sing a duet with the husband of the birthday girl...I was told that I will get a mikrofon - this is getting a bit too serious but I might recite parts of it - I am an alto and the part is for a soprano... I want to enjoy it because how many opportunities to sing in front of a bunch of rich and important people in the largest and most famous hotel in Stockholm does a girl get?
I am fighting the desire to be in tomorrow, trying to enjoy the moment. Right now I am looking out through the window and the sea is grey and the waves are not too big. It smells lovely from jasmine and lilies of the valley outside, the nature is really bursting with green. All is well.