A place called home

Today is a PJ-day. I just can´t get enough of this best female rock star ever.

Today is also one of those days when I´m thinking about where I belong... what it is that defines a home..?

At the same time I feel that I´ve reached a conclusion that my home is where my heart is. Where my loved ones are. A place can never fully be a home if they are not there. We just have to find that place together. And most likely we will in the future. Or maybe we already have..?

Which all in all makes this song very suitable for this very particular day.



A PLACE CALLED HOME by PJ HARVEY
One day I know
We'll find a place of hope
Just hold on to me
Just hold on to me
Walk tight, one line
You're wanted this time
There's no one to blame
Just hold on to me

(Come on my love)
And I'm right on time
And the birds keep singing
And you're right on line
And the bells keep ringing
And the battle is won
And the planes keep winging
And I'm right on time
And the girl keeps singing

One day they'll be a place for us

I walk and I wade
Through full lands and lonely
I stumble, I stumble
With you I wait
To be born again
With love comes the day
Just hold on to me

(Come on my love)
And I'm right on time
And the birds keep singing
And you're right on line
And the bells keep ringing

One day they'll be a place for us

And the battle is won
And the planes keep winging
And I'm right on time
And the girl keeps singing

One day they'll be a place for us

Now is the time
To follow through
To read the signs
Now the message sent
Let's bring it to it's final end

And I'm right on time
And the birds keep singing
And you're right on line
And the bells keep ringing
One day they'll be a place for us
And the battle is won
And the planes keep winging
And I'm right on time
And the girl keeps singing
One day they'll be a place for us

One day
I
Know
They'll be
A place
Called
Home

Lazy Sunday morning in bed....

The circle of life

I´m now in Sweden for a couple of weeks. This due to equally sad and happy occations, which reveals both the dark and bright sides of the circle of life. It reminds me of how very important family and friends are at all times, and how important it is to share the most crucial moments with each other. In sickness and in health, in happiness and sadness. For joy, love, support, sharing, celebration, friendship and care. We´re truly blessed to be a part of each others lives. Thank you for including me in yours.

Size doesn´t matter...

Motorbikes, or "motos" as they´re called here, is the main mean of transportation in Cambodia. As you can see for yourself, there´s no limit for the size of a load that can be carried on a "moto" ...