Christmas Dinner..
Forgot to post about this.. on December 26th ( second day of Christmas), I had dinner with Michael's whole family. His mom and dad, his brother and his wife and their 2 sons and Michael's son as well. When we first got there, everyone was quite welcoming. Which I had had great reservations about going to this dinner.. but seeing how welcoming they were I relaxed.. We were there for nearly 3 hours. Michael is the only one that spoke english with me. Everyone else spoke Swedish all the time, even though they know English and Michael asked them too, they chose not too. I have never felt so alone. It was the worst experience I have had here by far. Michael and I left early , went home.. and I just cried. I have never wanted to be back in the US so much as I did at that moment. I have begun to regret making the decision to move to Sweden. I am hoping school and learning Swedish changes that..