Monday presence everyday life – a new week begins here
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It’s Monday morning, and even if my head doesn’t feel heavy, I can still feel that the weekend has been intense.
Exciting. Full of events. Full of meetings that are still moving inside me.
And maybe that’s exactly where I am right now – in the afterglow.
❤️ People first – always
I notice that I’ve been talking a lot about politics lately.
My daughter is probably starting to get a bit tired of me saying she should become a member of the Social Democrats.
And I understand that.
But it matters to me.
It has always mattered.
I have always belonged to a political party. Before, it was the Left Party.
But after Nooshi Dadgostar was part of bringing down the government, I lost my trust.
My heart is red. It sits to the left – in my whole life.
And right now, it feels more important than it has in a long time.
That we put people at the center.
The individual.
Not as someone who should receive handouts – but as someone who matters.
But now… I will let those words rest.
Because this post is also about something else.
🚐 Monday presence everyday life in the motorhome – a quiet night
I love that Alfred has been here.
That I got so much time with him.
The night between Saturday and Sunday, we slept in the motorhome.
He in his grandfather’s place. Me in my bed.
He said he usually watches TV before falling asleep.
So we put on a movie.
Three minutes later, he said he would lie on his side for a while.
After two minutes, I asked if I should turn off the TV.
No answer.
I asked again.
Silence.
Little Alfred had already fallen asleep.
I turned it off.
Lay down.
And for the first time in a long while, I actually slept well in the motorhome.
☕ Morning, coffee and boundaries
I woke up at five, as usual.
I was about to make coffee but realized there was no water in the motorhome.
So I had to go inside the house.
I asked Alfred if he wanted to come with me.
He stayed in bed.
The night before, he had said he didn’t want me to go inside.
But it was okay.
Three minutes.
A cup of coffee.
And back again.
There I sat in the motorhome, enjoying my coffee.
Thinking that I could bring the coffee machine out there as well.
But that would take too much space.
That’s where my boundary is.
I already have a coffee maker and an espresso brewer.
Another machine – just for coffee?
No. That’s where I stop.
🏡 Morning coziness and family
After a while, Alfred woke up.
We went inside.
Sat on the sofa. Scrolled a bit on our phones.
Had breakfast.
We were awake long before anyone else came up.
And it was so cozy. Just the two of us.
My brother came later to help fix a bike.
They hung it up with straps, adjusted, tested, fixed.
My husband made kebab.
The kids went to the store.
And the house filled with life.
💛 Cousins – for real
My daughter came to pick up Alfred.
She stayed for a while and talked to her uncle.
And then came that little moment…
The children talked about cousins.
Not the way it “should” be.
But the way it feels.
Here, you are family if you live here.
No matter what.
And when they called each other cousins –
my heart became so warm it almost hurt.
To me, that is beautiful.
🌱 Monday presence everyday life – what lies ahead
So now it’s Monday.
A new week.
I will continue with the garden.
With the greenhouse.
With what is growing – both outside and inside me.
And yes…
There will be door knocking again.
I know – I said I wouldn’t talk more about politics here.
But this is my day. My reality.
🙏 Thank you for being here
I also want to say thank you.
To you who read.
Who pause.
Who come back.
It means more than you think.
🌿 Reflection- Monday presence everyday life
A weekend can be full of noise, movement and people –
but it is in the small moments that it settles.
A child falling asleep.
A cup of coffee in silence.
A word that means more than it should.
And maybe… that is where life truly lives.
✨ Between the lines -Monday presence everyday life
I notice that there is a lot inside me right now.
A lot that wants to come out. A lot that wants to move forward.
I want to finish things, see results, move on –
but at the same time, there is something in me that wants to stay a little longer.
In what is.
In the simple things.
A child falling asleep beside me.
A cup of coffee in silence.
A home filled with people who may not be family on paper – but are in the heart.
And in the middle of all that, there is also my engagement.
What burns. What matters.
What I can’t really stay quiet about, even when I try.
I know I shouldn’t push.
But I also know that I care.
And maybe that’s just who I am.
To feel deeply.
To want a lot.
To sometimes move a bit too fast – but always land in what truly matters.
❓ Question for you as a reader
What stays with you after an intense weekend?
Is it the big moments – or the small ones that almost passed unnoticed?
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Yesterday has already come to rest in history.
Tomorrow is waiting somewhere ahead.
But right now – this is where life happens.
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