Sleepless Nights

Lately I have really been having a lot of trouble sleeping. Maybe it's the fact that the woman I'm staying with isn't very friendly, and her husband is just the opposite. (the children are sweet though)
I worry about the two little girls I watch, they have so much energy and trouble making curiosity. I'm afraid they will hurt themselves somehow, yes it's silly I know. 
It's definitely partly because I am feeling regretful about leaving Georgetown. 
Part of me feels like i've grown up too fast. Two years ago I was eighteen finishing high school, now I'm twenty.. an au pair of all things, engaged and no longer enrolled in university. 
I guess the biggest thing that keeps me up at night is how much I love Tobias. Being away from him right now isn't nearly as bad as when I first had to leave him to come back to the states.  
My parents hated him. He was too old for me, in their opinion.  
Luckily we were still able to see each other through some trips to Miami he made on the down low. Paid for by his parents, who happen to love me.  
Zum Schluss 
I toss and turn, I can't keep my eyes close for more than a few hours, I always feel miserable and my heart aches.
My parents were furious when they found out me and Tobias were engaged, they said I was too young to be in love. I used to wonder if maybe they were right.
Today, I have no doubts.. we have no doubts. We've made it these past four difficult years, over coming distance, age (truly a minor problem, we are only four years apart), and my parents (and maybe a few others) who really didn't want us to be together.


As much as I'm so pleased at how much better my Russian has gotten, I can't wait to get the hell out of here. Then I can get married to the man that I love, surrounded by the people that love and support us. 
Maybe my parents will let Atticus, Aria, and Anna come to the wedding. Maybe we will have reconciled by then, seems unlikely.
My grandma from Sweden is definitely invited... Who will walk me down the aisle? Atticus can't, he's only twelve.
Blargh, I'll stop before I go off on another path.



On a lighter note I got an industrial piercing . No worries my neighbor did it, as the department of state suggests not getting any piercings in Russia on the possibility of a greater chance of infection here...

This Young Life

Why this young life?
Because I am so young but I can say confidently that I have been living my life to the fullest since age sixteen. That was the year I would be forever changed, blessed by God to receive a prestigious scholarship to spend a year abroad in Germany. There I would meet my future fiancé, whom I love so fully that words could not possibly express my ardor.
My very conservative parents, by some stroke of chance, allowed me to go and I am forever grateful for that. In recent years our relationship is less than pleasant, they don't understand my "abnormal life path." These days they mostly are focusing on getting my younger sisters Anna and Aria, twins runs in our family, into college.
My dads name is Anders. Are you noticing a name pattern?
The less attention on me, probably the better.
I guess a big inspiration for my blog is that I have been reading expat blogs of a lot of other American women in Europe who have received a lot of positive feedback. This year I am living* with a wealthy-ish Russian family St.Petersburg, I guess i thought it would be an interesting experience since I also studied Russian in high school. It's certainly proving to be interesting. I guess mostly here (in the blog) i'll talk about the events that led me to be here. Those experiences were certainly different than most.

*living with them aka being an au pair

about my last name
Bjorklund is not German (americans often ask me if my last name is german, gah!). My dad is from Sweden, blonde hair, blue eyes and everything. My mother is just extremely American from Sacramento. I can best describe her as chocolate brown and petite, and kind of boring 

p.s. who can guess my age?