The family started to settle down after the big shock, women putting on some new make-up since the mascara was smudged, everyone red-eyed, smiling, tears of joy still thick in the throat ready to come out at anytime if stirred to it.
We finally started to eat the Swedish traditional lunch with ham, sausages, meatballs, egg-halves, salmon, red betes, cheese, pickled herring, boiled potatoes, janssons tempation.
We had started out being so very hungry and after all the excitement it was hard to eat.
Everywhere in Sweden people were eating the same things at about the same time on Christmas Eve. I took the dog out for a walk just before we ate and I could smell the food cooking from all the houses throughout the neighborhood.
Next year… we will try something new! We say it every year… the intentions are good!
