So I came home from Stockholm monday night at like 6, it was one boring, long and tiring trip. The morning I was leaving, my alarm went of at 5.30 but I refused to get up until 6. I just couldn't make myself I was so tired.
My uncle was driving the kids to daycare and after that going to work. So he volontered to drive me to the trainstation. I had to take the train in to Stockholm, cause they live in a suburb to Stockholm called Märsta. It's a very cute and comfy little town. Not to little but not big either.
The train in to Stockholm took about 40 minutes. After that I had to find my way to were I would get on the bus. I had about 30 minutes to find the bus I was going with. I found the spot were the bus we took up there stopped, so I thought that it would leave from there to. Just to be sure, I called Jonathan at 8.50 (the bus was leaving 9.00) to see if I was at the right place. He told me I wasn't, at that point my heart started beating so fast. There was only 10 more minutes til the bus was leaving and I didn't now were to go. I went in to the station terminal to ask someone were I was going. They said my bus went from gate 15 but i couldn't find it. When it was only minutes before my bus was leaving I asked them again. They said take the stairs up and you'll find it. Just after the clock passed nine with like one minute I found the bus and it was still there. Thank you God!
The first few days in Stockholm, wasn't like I pictured them to be. Jonathan knew everyone and everyone knew him. I felt alone, and missplaced. They were all very nice so it had nothing to do with that. I guess I just was a bit jealouse, and I still have a hard time seeing people cling to Jonathan. Sometimes I just want to scream, like let him go he's mine. Ha ha! No but seriously sometimes it's real bad. Im working on it though. In the beginning of this week it kinda turned me a bit bitter. I think it turned around for real on friday, cause thursday night I laid in my bed and prayed that God would help me. That I could see what Jonathan saw in this place. And that if it was Gods plan for us to be there, that I would at least enjoy the last few days. I still don't know if this is for real the place God wants us to be in. But I feel a great deal of peace about it.
The weekend was great I had a lot of fun on the youth meeting friday night, it was quite powerful and the youths are really passionated for God. :)
Saturday morning I woke up with my tummy hurting and I went to the bathroom. As soon as I sat down on the toilet I started sweating a lot. It ran of me like it was raining inside. I was on the verge of passing out. During the day I threw up once and then I felt totally okay. I don't think it was the stomach flu though.
Sunday morning I went to the service. It was GREAT! The worship was so strong and powerful, a really good band. The preacher was really good to, I really needed to hear his message.
After the meeting we had lunch with Jonathans Nanny, or she was when he was little. She's a wonderful woman. :)
This week has been a real blessing for me. I've met so many wonderful people that I really like and love.
Thank you everyone for making the past week a really fun one! Hope to see you all very soon again. I will see a few of you at the wedding.
Love love love
Anna
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