With the Swede happily engaged, what’s a girl to do but move on?
I met a Norwegian.
Like an honest-to-goodness-lives-in-Norway Norwegian!
Opened doors for me.
And just because it’s weighing on my mind, I asked him if I could move “back” to Norway if the outcome of the Presidential election is not to my liking.
Norway, if you can believe it, maintains universal health care and a comprehensive social security system, and its values are rooted in egalitarian ideals.
I think I would love Norway, except for all that SNOW!
The funny thing is, though my 23 and Me test can definitely tell me I had relatives in Portugal (my maternal grandmother was Portuguese) and Norway, no one in my birthfamily has ever mentioned Norway.
But Norway, no.
If I thought meeting my birthfamily would clear up the “where did I come from” question, I was wrong.
Norway is still a mystery to me.
But now perhaps I can plan a trip to the motherland seeing as how I have a new Norwegian friend.
From Sweden to Norway, with love!