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I was looking at pictures of Paris again tonight. First of all I really miss my family. I miss, not just each member, but the dynamic we have together. One day it will all change, it already has changed quite a bit.
We will all be together for Easter on Sunday, if only for a day or two.
Second I noticed how beautiful I was there. In fact, my whole family seemed to be radiant with beauty by the end of our month. Note: I DON'T mean that in a conceited way, nor in an insecure way. It's just that I remember how fully myself, confident, carefree, happy, and close to God I was when I was there and that turned into beauty that wasn't dependent on a good hair day, makeup, or an outfit. I don't know... Why was it so different? Why am I not as at home here to be that way?
I will visit home for 3 days this summer between Italy and Scandanavia adventures.
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It is always very interesting when we visit different places. We learn about ourselves in new ways. I find myself going home and being someone I was not up here at school or away on a trip. Perhaps it is because I grow too comfortable back in those places, or maybe the different atmosphere makes one think/act differently.
God strengthen our hands that we might honor you, with confidence and assurance!
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