The story

For you who have some time, and wants to know the story behind, the dating process, and the proposal (ooouh) keep reading. Behold, before you is everything you might want to know (and more) about the farytale Robin and Aurora. this will be update with pictures, and more info continually:)

(and unfortunately I am still human, so I have to beg your pardon, and excuse me for all the misspelling and killing of expressions (if any) I'm happy to receive comments on anything, except spelling and use of "wrong words" thank you:)

The Amazing Aurora Story

Chapter One

The name'sRobin, the year is 2006, I just came home from my mission, and I was more than eager to endeavor the thrilling task to detect, hunt down, and capture a ripe beautiful young lady to become my eternal companion, spouse and woman. it wouldnt be hard, just apply the principles I learned from missionary work: set goals, work hard, and ask Everyone! I had a indestructible plan in my mind. A scheme that involved people around, to unknowingly help me complete my task. I developed a number creative strategies to increase my "pool of investigators" constantly, and a bunch of clever, shifty tactics of seduction that would make any female fall at my feet within a few weeks (yes weeks were necessary, i am a planner, not an instant killer). Then I wrote down my plan on paper, testing it by calculating a simple linear regression analasys, which confirmed my success. This seemingly divinely flawless plan was so awesome that I was strongly concidering applying for a patent on it. In it I put the included some unfailing and revolutionary ideas as "library contacting", "speed-dating" as well as some clearly defined, goals that were In A Manner Absolute Specific, Measurable, Always Reachable, Timeoriented And So Smart!! yep, that's me in a nutshell, and always with hidden messages.

there was no doubt about it, my plan was perfect. within 3 years I would be married with some swede, have a kid, be almost done with studies, have a company that would be halfway through harvesting a million Euros.

As I started my life in school, and got to know friends I saw with joy that my charm was doing good around me, and people were stunned over the fact that I prior in my life hadnt had any girfriends or even dates. The question kept popping up from all around: how come you hadnt had any girl, so charming, and cute as you are?? smiling I just looked up in teh sky and said "yeah i dont know :)" thinking for myself that maybe god saved the girls for me until now and that hihi, hoho it will be easy to get a perfect girlfriend now..

Time came, time left, time prevailed. after a few years, i started to ask myself the same question the friends used to ask: yes how in the world is it possible that a man charming as I am actually never had a girlfriend... how terrible do you need to be to have an epic failure everytime?? In a way I felt like a puppy infected by some sort of Pest, or lepper. at far sight girls thought I looked cute and itneresting, but s soon as they came close, theire faces quickly turned into a sudden expression of fear, and then a clear step back, after wich I received some kind words of pity, and a weak smile before they took the fastest run away from the poor pest dog. was it a bad breath? was it the big familly? the big butt? my tendency to think too much? think to less? or was it a curse? a persuasive depressing black curse from the pits of darkness ment to slowly suck the life out from its victim by draining the love and hope out from his pathetic lifeless calculating soul? ...


What did God have to do with it?



Chapter 2a: Realisation

The church is awesome, and God Himself is even more awesome. They help you with so many things, even to find a girl :) Well it's not like God is going to throw down one of his angels to be your wife in a kind gesture of pity, neither is it a farytale where the princess jumps out of a book to be at your side, or knock at your door to marry you. No, instead of giving you the fish, God helps you learn how to go fishing.. 2007 was a year of realisation. Leaders in the church taught me that if I were to catch some fish without killing it, I'd probably have to learn to swim. (The church is awesome that way, teaches you good things on the path of life.) The best way to learn how to swim is to get in the water, and when you drown, just keep swiming! In other words, I had to learn how treat ladies at dates, and in general, and the best way to learn, was to do it, go on dates over and over and over again. After numerous dinners, movies, endless promenades, interesting talks, dances and much more, I thought I finally got the hang of it, or at least was pretty close: show the ladies your best self** and let them feel they are important, Show them apreciation, listen to the them, and show them your best self**

I learned the ways of dating, but even if you know how to make a dough doesnt mean you can bake a pizza, and even if you do, it's not sure its someones favourite... So I was still lost in the deep valley of confusion, not knowing what mistakes i possibly could have been doing. Incomprehensible double meaning "comforting words" from the girls I dated kept coming as persistenly intrusive old smelly christmas decoration which with its glowing bright disguise spread a feeling of steady confusion, wonder and irritation. "robin the woman who gets You will be soo lucky, But you're not for me.." "robin you are a great guy, But, i want only to be friends..." "robin you're awesome, But i think..." robin you're so sweet, But..", But, but. always that but.. how, why what? what? was it? , was it my Butt after all??..

Did God after all have something to do with it?

"God help me find, help me understand, help me get out if this pit of pity..." were words not far away from constantly whirring in my head. God is awesome off course, and just like any awesome God he came with an awesome answer: "dont worry, just focus on good things, being spiritual, prepare thyself, be clean, grow strong.. be ready" he directed my path, sometimes it felt like following a light fairy in the darkness of confusion.. But just like you might expect when confusion seems to be your teammate i fell and lost the track of the fairy a few times.. but with the divine direction i had received I continued my task, being confident that as i do mypart and focus on whats important he would give me the opportunity to find the forest in which i would be able to hunt down and kill the beast, the beast of loneliness..


2b a fairytale, an angel, and a painting

During this time full of preparation for the divine promise to be made, i patiently focused on reading scriptures, strengthening testimony, an eye single on the lord, and the other eye always looking around, watching for my wife to come into my hands, wrapped in paper. then one day she did! wrapped up and everything! christmas 2008 I received a gift for christmas, that would come to have a great value for me, and in some mysterical way already from the beginning I knew that this was something special. It was a painting. A vivid colourful warm coloured painting of a beautiful, modest girl. I loved it, and I softly shouted Yes! Finally! finally I have a girlfriend :) On the back it said her name was Carmen. but i wanted to give hera name of my own, so I added the most beautiful name i knew, that fit perfectly with the majestic aura she had, a name for a true princess: Aurora.. So the name was Carmen Aurora. Interestingly enough she was not as a swede with blond hair and blue eyes but more like spanish, or.. italian.. It had never crossed my mind before that my wife could be from those hot and temperate cultures.. but somehow this didnt bother me at all. it was as if she represented something new in my life, as if she was an angel sent from God himself to make sure to keep me on track. in a way I felt that as I would do my part this woman might come alive. Except that she was more than a painting, there was something more.. she not just beautiful, but soft, warm, modest, kind and had a certain magic around her, just as if she one day would pop right out from that frame and dance her way out of the wall, to become my wife, my queen. She didnt, she was faithfully always at a reassuring distance. Many days spent we in happiness, Carmen Aurora and I. She never complained, was totally faithfull, and always where I wanted her to be, and I felt I knew all about how to make her happy.. just polish her and give the attention and love she needed.

2009 America! realisation again
Many things happened in america and i have to take the chance to link to my other blog, where i write more about my discoveries in america.. robinschelin.blogspot.com. One of all the realisations I had there was more subtle, personal, and deep going than all the others.. the person I hold respobsible for this my insight I call Brant. Brant is a very good friend, in america who I vistied, with his wife, and He was more than prone to help me find a wife. not jsut did he "hook me up", but also inspired me, gave me invaluable tips of how to impress the american women ("just flex your pecs"), and much more.

One thing that came to change a lot in my way of viewing my wife came in a book that he gave me, and Committed me to read. "finding the love of our life", yeah, the title of the book was so corny that i know for sure i would never have read it unless i was committed to do so, so thanks brant, you made the diference.. I learned to prepare in more than just waiting for my aurora to pop out of the painting. Instead of studying preparing spiritually and looking for a girl, i studied preparing and looked towards eternity.. I learned to find out what characteristics wanted to find in my wife. I could finally say What I wanted! moreover I learned and how to recognise what I wanted, and what my wife wanted to fins in me! So I made many decisions. First of all to be myself! (haha yeah to all of you who ar tired of hearing that "overused cliché, trust me I know the frustration in hearing those words, but this time they sort of came into a new dimension. a revelation. I decided not to try just showing the best parts of myself, but to show just me, plain me, the caveman, the swede, the organiser, theprideful megabrain, master who repeatedly tried to take over the world. in the end its me she will be with, it's me she will love, for being me. So why Hide things that you will end up having to either hide forever of your life, or to erase..Sure, try eagerly to become better, grow, do more, be as worthy you can for her love, but that doesnt mean she expects a perfect man.. the biggest errror you can do in life is to be afraid to make one, another is to think that you're not doing any, or tryin to show others that you're not doing any.. it's when your hands are open that they can fit ein eachother the best.. the same with hearts and minds.. :) That's the big realising my friends.. and a lots of it thanks to you and your comittment Brant :)

I love you Aurora. you're the most amazing woman I know on earth, and thats just one of the millions reasons why I want to marry you.



Chapter 3, the Encounter

Little did I know what an impact a painting on the wall can have in a dictators life. I was leader in my own Kingdom, Schelinia. and as everyone knows all real kingdoms need a King and a Queen. I had my queen on the wall, ruling over people passing by. It was more than a painting, off course, at least I thought so. but soon I was to discover that it was even more than I thought it was. what started as quick funny joke about a gift for christmas would soon become the one of Greatest gift ever given to a man, from a loving God above: Divine direction, Love, and an eternal familly.

Before every Great revelation there is preparation, and so even in this case. This year was a year of unusual dating. Of some reason I just felt I shouldnt get serious with the girls I met, just as if God above was telling me that something better would come... meanwhile, I had a friend Anna, who is a totally diferent story, but here she also plays an unforgetable role. She was in contact with a certain italian girl that would come to the ward. somehow she was always excited everytime she talked with me about it (wich oddly enough happened to be everytime she saw me). Her kind wholehearted attempt to make me excited about this potential eternal companion were though not more than what a carrot would seem to a shark. I usually got excited about new fresh ladies in my swimingpool, but this time I couldnt see more joy in it than that it was another head in our little group, another mouth to feed, another hand to shake, and some additional culture nights with the gang. Exchange students are usually just smart anyways, and sometimes nice, not likely to be either cute or intressant. yep minsann, I generalised, and I was good at it. I knew my stuff very well... but God, at the other hand, He knew his.

One very interesting thing with the guy above we call God is that just when you think you now how to swim, he throws you into a storm to challenge your pride. Or just when you think you are a master of chess he lets you meet an tenyearold kid with big glasses that crushes you within a few minutes. Pride is the greatest deciever of all, since it makes you think youre strong, but in the end, its the pride that makes you fall, cause it makes the crack in your shield become invisible, and the approaching dangers to fall in shade. Luckily my fall, this time, was not more than a fall of love, and the monster in the shade no more than loving divine creature who wanted to gently haunt me the rest of my life, reminding me of that exchange students surely can be angles sent from the sky to save your poor life.

It was a sunny fresh day in august. My parents were visiting, and as always when my parents are visiting in my appartment, they are also in my neighbours(brothers) appartment at the same time, and it is a continuing almost chaos, abck and forth of building furnitures, healing plants, cleaning talking cooking etc etc.. and poeple come and go in the appartment.. so in the middle of this wonderful faillychaos my friend anna calls me and asks me a favour with a near desperate voice, reminding me of the undescribable and unique "theres-a-monster-behind-you"-voice anna usually has when she endeavors a very important task.

This time the task was for me to find a bike for the new italian girl, cause without a bike you cannot live long and prosper in uppsala, at least not as a student.. off course i was willing to help, and let them come to my place, since i was busy building IKEAfurniture. So anna and the italian comes to my door, which off course is open, as an effect of the above described harminised chaos. I hear them come in and move from building my Ikea furniture, and stand in he doorway between the livingroom and the hallway, in order to get a distant glance at this newcommer I heard so much about, who later would become my queen. I expected off course, some blackhaired weirdo with glasses, speaking italian, and waving around with the hands in the air..thats reality.. But no it was more like a fairytale than anything else, behold, before me stood an excotic radiant being from the sun, or at least a place that haven't seen much rain in its lifetime. The raindropps must have caught fire before they reach the ground in that blessed place from hence this heavenly creature must have come, and so did I catch fire..

After a few seconds of angel-sunshine I got interupted by a thought, or more like a feeling, comparable to the light you see in close-to-death-experiences, since you knew this Could have an impact on your entire life. She looked familiar, I recognised her! where did i see her before? didnt I see her somwhere? on a picture.. painting..? and then, right there, It came to me. My carmen aurora on the wall was smiling to me: It was Her! incredible! no, is it possible? Is this.. no wait, it is.. is it? I turned to the new girl: Whats your name newcomer? she looks at me with big shiny eyes, a big smile, and says with a very cute, silkysmooth voice, hello, my name is Aurora (smiiiiile)(the same name? is it true?!!! yes it is..) my jaw touched the ground, my eyes could never have been bigger, and my brain, if it had been working at the moment, would spin so much that smoke would come out of it.

I couldnt think, I couldnt say anything, just paralyzed observe the miracle,the angelic aaaww, and the pillar of light desending from heaven, resting upon this memorible meeting never to be forgotten. Divine intervention was a fact. The black dude in Pulp fcition Was right, God does intervene sometimes, and it changes lifes. This time it was to change the life of a crazy analyzing pharmacist from north, and his painting. My Aurora came alive finally! what a joy! I wondered how she was like, her character, and what did she do? As I asked her what She was studying I was naivly hoping that maybe she was studying something like me (maybe I affected her with my pharmacy thoughts while she was hanging there on the wall..) To my big surprise she did study something similar! even the exact same thing! this was too good to be true! was she joking? I looked at anna, asking if she told her to say these things.. no it was real. The fairytale had become Reaaal! In a very excited and excentric estate I took her to the painting and explained that she was Her! or was she? too shaken by this overwhelmin experience I chose to continue with the bike, putting in a little box in the back of my head that this was indeed a small miracle. worth writing a book about.

Later, this wonderful woman turned out to be more than an angel. She was Everything I ever wanted, even things I never dared to hope for to find in a future wife. I also learned that when you want something or are close to reach happiness, the forces of darkness are not slow to do what they can to defile you or take away what will lead to this joy.. will we make it? Do You beleive in miracles, do you beleive in fairytales? I do, but I also beleive we need to have some faith, works, patience, and maybe some luck, and once we have our fairytale queen, keep fighting the dragons.

The End

The proposal
there is much to say, much to think, and much to comment about not only how my queen and I met, but also the little surprises that came during dating. One of these were the proposal. first, to put things in clarity, we have to admit that we had been talking about getting married far before the actual proposal, talked about what we would do after, how many kids we sould want, how we like to manage money, how the wedding would be, and where, and even when.. (talked about it, not decided). As a matter of fact aurora and I started to Talk about getting married from the very first time we both realised we found the perfect match, which was about after 2 weeks of dating.. what we didnt know then was that talking about something that big so early would have interesting consequences in the future. after about 5 months of dating (and talking of marriage) my dear and poor beloved girlfriend started to get worried, and began to wonder if this talking was just talking and no seriousness.. did he even think about getting married? was he insecure? was he just slow? some poeple in her surroundings in a similar situation to her had made sure to tell her that swedish people Are slow, so she shouldnt excpect anything until at least 6 more months.. which put her a little to a slight panic or despair, or at least enough wondering that she just Had to ask, just to make sure.. so shecame to me one january night and said, Robin a question, do you even think about the proposal? we talka nd we talk, but do you Reaally think about it, how come you never talk about the proposal?.. very good question, no really good answer.. but the only thing i could think of saying was hahaha.. (good answer huh?) and then "you have no idea", yep, sometimes boys dont know how to put girls to ease.. just make them more nervous..

the truth is i didn't just think about it.. the ring was bought several weeks earlier, and my mind had been so occupied by planning the proposal so much that i kinda forgot to talk about neither proposal or marriage for that time.. so while aurora was at her desk watching proposals on youtube for weeks, I was at my desk, planning, drawing, thinking, writing, the proposal that i hopwed could be on youtube.

So finally it came, 10 feb 2010. It was a bright shiny fresh night, with white layers of snow covering the blessed ground. It took days to plan, several hours to prepare, and several minutes to perform, but was meant to last for several years, into an eternal memory.

For Aurora it was a normal wednesday night, a night we usually did something together. This time we decided to go eat together with two (fairly newmarried) friends, alice and benjamin. I would meet her around 18.30 at her place and walk with her to their house, cause she didnt know where to go. For some, for aurora, unexplicable reason she was asked to be dressed up in a dress. I came dressed up in a suit. Since Alice and Benjamin only had three chairs I asked Aurora if it was ok to borrow a chair from her place, and we would take it with us, walking to our friends house. it was actually true, so a perfect reason to have a chair to sit on.. unofrtunately my convincing skills was not good enough for her to bring a chair that was not hers and not ugly enough to be brought out to the snow.. so i just prayed she wouldnt faint..

As the planner I am I wanted to prepare everything as well as possible. My thought was to try to give her the answer to the first question that i thought might come up in a womans mind during a proposal: why me? how do I deserve this? I wanted to answer that question before she even thought about having it in her mind. So, as we comenced the innocent walk towards the appointed place, we didnt come far until Aurora started to realise that Something was going on. we walked through a cemitary, a good place to ponder about life, and eternity. All of a sudden I pointed in the ground, where it was written "I love you, even until after death". after a few steps another "creation" could be observed: a flower, a candle, and the text:You are my flower. as we were walking I added with words "Aurora I love you cause you give me life, you shine as a flower, as the stars, you make me warm".. as we passed by the street with passing cars, i pointed at them and said "you DRIVE me crazy".. more of those clever "jokes" and "romantic" comments were made, and more and more aurora started to wonder if I was ok, if I was sick, or if something strange was going on..

At last we passed by the (mormon) church, where, on the parkinglot, full of white plain snow, I had prepared the masterpiece. first a little path to walk on in the snow, that led to a white heart to stand in (where she would have put the chair if she had it, now she just stood..) in fron of that one big heart with about 50 burning candles, with two pink hearts next to it. as she lifeted up her eyes she saw, text written with 5meter big letters: "You Set me on Fire!" it was true, she set me on fire, made me explode inside, she is my light, my warmth, my joy, energy, calm, and happiness. As I was getting ready to get out the ring, that I thoughtfully had put in a box, in my innerpocket of my coat: Boys, Dont put the ring in That pocket! I wanted to take it out without her wondering what the heck i was doing bending, fippling with my fingers with a strange face, at the same time i was pointing in the sky to try her to look somewhere else.. So after a few fruitless attempts to get up the box as she was looking somewhere else (all she could think of in that moment was me and how wonderful all this was, so how stupid was i to think that I could get her eyes to look somewhere else, if jsut for 3 seconds..) i decided to solve the problem discretly. we were at the church, and I have a tendency to need to go to the bathroom pretty often... so all of a sudden "I needed to go to the bathroom".. i went towards the opening of the church, quickly got the ring in a better pocket, came back two seconds later.. "It was locked and i forgot i dont have the key".. So after all these strange actions I think it was no gret surprise for my beautiful, overwelmed woman, that i nelt down, reached her the opened black box with a shiny glittery ring inside, and with a very inventive creative poem asked her to marry me. the face, the sound, the smile, the scream, cannot be described in these words. I just wish i had a camera. For the audience that wonder how it is to propose I can say that it is worth every second of planing, creativity and crazyness to do something special, but it doesnt have to be very big, just creative and unique. the greatest joy you have, no matter how you do it, is to se the face of the lady, with the knees getting weak, the hair rising above her, the eyes glowing as burning diamonds, and the great loud YES, followed by hundreds of small yesses.. (and every now and then a little "finally"..)

After this we Did go to alice and benjamin (afer passing by some more pink hearts, candles and lovely texs in the snow,...) and spend the night having fun, being happy, and calling happy parents.

End of the story
and the beginning of another... COME TO OUR WEDDING to see, enjoy, experience, and be a Part of the rest of the Amazing Aurora Story!
welcome welcome welcome

Aurora, all I said about you is true, and so much more than I can even explain in words. I love you.