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June is a month for me where words can actually run out. When everyone has high expectations for the summer, I can instead turn my suit inside out and look...

June is a month for me where words can actually run out. When everyone has high expectations for the summer, I can instead turn my suit inside out and look at the seams and the lining. I examine my path and my decisions. I also had an inexplicable infection in my body that required three heavy penicillin courses to clear up. I have mentally and physically dragged myself through existence some days and hung on to the thought that tomorrow, tomorrow I will be better. And that's the way it is, that you usually get better and then stand and look in the rearview mirror and think - what really happened? The pandemic years taught me so much. But most of all, I learned that I am a warrior who has coped with really big tasks even though the vaccine doses almost killed me. Many of us have gotten used to living with severe side effects, in my case perhaps lifelong.
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When I have my annual June review on the inside, there is a lot going on in my head and the development in my company has never been so great. We are taking giant steps into the new world. The company has grown dramatically. Greater, heavier competence is now required in the technical areas and the journey is amazingly exciting. I am so extremely grateful that I get to be part of this construction. I had never dreamed of this. And now we are here. I liken the trip to that time 30 years ago, when a colleague and I drove out to a customer event at Arlanda. I was working in the advertising industry in Stockholm at the time. We were quite eager to go, but it was a customer who invited us. It was a party in a street and it was definitely vodka that sponsored. Suddenly an announcer said we should board. Huh? David and I looked at each other. Wow… where are we going? It was late at night and we had planned to leave the party in a nice way. Instead, we were invited aboard one of the fabled CONCORD planes! We buckled down and the start absolutely took our breath away! Like a rocket, we flew straight up and halfway out over the Atlantic before the flight turned back home.
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THAT feeling - sitting fastened in the seat belt, at insanely high speed with a tickling feeling in my stomach, I got it back today when my Reunion goes into version 2.0.
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Happy Midsummer ♥️ m.

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