I first saw the light in May 1972 ...or the ass... was born breech, so one leg and the butt first :-) Yes, that's how it was with my last name, Dad came to Sweden in the 60s from Yugoslavia (Slovenia today), and Mom was born and raised in Halmstad, more specifically Norra Utmarken.

We were a pretty standard family, have a little brother and a little sister a few years younger than me. My childhood was okay, I got my first computer when I was 11 years old, a Commodore 64, there were many hours in front of the computer. In the late 80s, my parents decided to go their separate ways, it was really fun.

I decided to move with my mom, who had a hard time deciding where she wanted to live, so in 5 years we moved as many times. It was really fun when you made new friends. But sometimes it can get too crowded. So when I was about 17 and a bit older, I moved out myself.

I had gotten my own apartment, now you could party without anyone telling you it was Monday! It was a couple of chaotic years with a lot of partying and a lot of girls and hard rock concerts.

In the mid-90s I got my first real job, and new friends. For a couple of years life went like clockwork. Party, Job, Sleep, Party, Job, Sleep, Party, Job, Sleep there came a day when I couldn't understand where the years had gone. Well now it's time to get a grip on life. Pretty tired of going to the pub, the same chicks, every weekend, I talked to my sister if she had any nice friends :-)

Yeah she had a few. Milla was one of them, she was special. kind, nice, caring, everything you could wish for. But as a chosen one you have nothing to gain there, I thought. But that's how we ended up anyway, in 2000 we started dating as a couple and in 2001 Milla moved in with me. In the fall of 2003 it felt right to have children, but since we're a bit traditional, it felt right that we should get married first. So the wedding happened that summer and a little bun in the oven too.

January 2005 our first son was born. What joy. First grandchild on both sides. Life has its course and in the summer of 2007, a little son comes along. We live in that parenting bubble which is absolutely wonderful diapers, vomiting, runny nose, fever and then why not get a little girl too.... well now we had another boy :-) so winter 2012 came along with baby number 3.

Life goes on, so a lot of diapers have been changed, a couple of times to the hospital with broken thumbs and arms, yes a kind of Swedish life. So it's only the Volvo and the dog that were missing. Well it turned out to be an Opel anyway, and look at the old man got the idea to get a driver's license.

The family spent the summer of 2018 in the car and visited half of Sweden, and part of Denmark. The years go by and the boys start to grow up, life has its course, well that's a little about my lovely family.