There are so many ways to look at the Swedish word lagom, which if you glance over past entries, you will see is a word that’s in my book’s title. Now my friend Linda has added her thoughts about trying to live lagom as an American in Sweden.
“I have a love/hate relationship with lagom. I should be more lagom. I really should. But, wait! I’m not Swedish. I love my new coat, I needed it and, boy, did it feel good today. I’m glad I bought it and I told people that (OK calling attention to my neon blue gloves was a bit… AMERICAN.) OMG I am American. The very fact that I wear neon blue gloves screams that I am American. I’m OK with that. They were on sale and what daughter of Scots/Irish can resist 70% off? But I love your lagom musings. And love the photo. Oh, wait. I shouldn’t “love” it. I should admire it in just the right measure so you don’t get a swelled head and think you are better than… oh, never mind. More lagom.