If you have been following my blog for a while, you will know that I am a British girl who has recently become a Swedish resident after a lengthy, draining process. If you are new, now you know!
Tack is the Swedish word for thanks. Why is this my title? Because I want to say thank you to the person who has been with me through all of this and he happens to be Swedish.
So, Stefan, tack så mycket for everything you have done for me. Thank you for being there and holding out during my worst days. Thank you for encouraging me to move forwards and not run away. Thank you for holding my hand all those times you knew I was scared. Without you, I would not have made it this far. Thank you for sharing your home with me and making it mine too. Thank you for accepting my constant need for affection. Thank you for laughing at my stupid jokes. Thank you for keeping me fed. Thank you for supporting me on my many endeavors. Thank you for teaching me which beverage goes in which glass. Thank you for letting me push myself, instead of pushing me. Thank you for filling out all of those forms, because I could not understand any of them as they were all in Swedish. Thank you for the countless phone calls you have made to give me peace of mind. Thank you for showing me your world. Thank you for your patience. Thank you for loving me, even though I am a huge, broken mess. Thank you for believing in me.
If it was not for this man, I dread to think where I would be right now. There is a huge chance that he saved my life and there are not enough words in the English and Swedish dictionaries combined that could express how grateful I am to have even met him.
Stefan, Jag älskar dig.