Inner smile.

My family has a tendency to create desasters at any big occasion available. Birthdays, christmas, new year’s eves seem to be the most favourite of them. Sanna got a full-force taste of it all yesterday. I have always been between two worls. Christmas for example has always been two-split. For 23 years I have spent the first part of it with my dad’s family and the rest of the evening with my mom and that part of the family. I was always in between. My dad would be pissed if I would leave to early and mom would nag if I would come to her part of the thing too late. Now it seems nobody cares anymore and christmas as the christmas that I remember, is slowly fading away. Cities packed full of people trying to get last-minute presents. Stress. Money. Still when I was opening my presents yesterday, Sanna got me a real suprise. Something that made up for all of it. A large framed picture of our trip back. Me on the large Finland-Ferry leaning overboard and looking down on the greyish-blue water, just thinking about going home, Finland and Austria. One of the best moments in my life.

I believe.