Norway stole my heart, again.
Coming to Norway is like seeing someone you love that you haven’t seen in a very long time. Tears fill your eyes when you arrive and you make sure to study every detail of that person. You memorize their smile and the unique sound of their laugh. You take lots of pictures and stay up til 3am talking, exchanging thoughts. But no matter how hard you try you’ll never capture the exact way you feel when you’re right there beside them. And when it’s time to go, you cry because you realize that there’s a part of you that will be missing once you get back home. Everything else will seem like a counterfeit of the real thing. And that hole in your heart won’t be complete until you see that person again. That’s how I feel whenever we visit Norway.
The people we meet quickly become family and when we have dinner at the table, I get a little bit homesick for a place I've never called home,
because I know it'll be a while before I'm back here.