When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings.

Sanna will come here in October, actually she’ll be here in a couple of days. When she told me on the phone, it felt so good. Just a couple of weeks ago I wasn’t sure if I could have this life with Sanna in it right now. Now I know, I can’t have it without her. Here I am, sitting in our garden, the warm sunrays on my back, blacky the cat at my feet – it’s just too good to be true.

I believe.