I can't believe it's already February! Life has been a whirlwind since the start of the new year.
January started with the death of my first grandparent, my Grandma Nofziger. I don't really have words to express how much I loved and appreciated her. She was one of my most consistent prayer warriors. She was one who made me laugh (and sometimes cry from laughing too hard!), but would also challenge me to new ways of thinking. She wasn't afraid of asking the hard questions.
People have often told me how much I look like her, but I honestly didn't really see it until they pulled out old photos of her for the funeral. It's a bit uncanny. But, I feel honored too. I'm honored to take after her.
Life feels strange without her in it, and yet, I know that she's no longer in pain or suffering. I know that she's in heaven with Jesus and reconnecting with loved ones who have gone before. But, I miss her. No, I didn't see her very often, but I thought of her a lot. It's weird to think that she won't be there the next time I'm in the US. Thankfully, she'll always remain in our hearts, and I will see her again one day. That brings me comfort.
January ended with my return to Prague, with my sister, Laurie, in tow. It was great to have her here with me for two weeks. We spent some time in Amsterdam, but mainly hung out in Prague. She even helped out at the Family Center, with the kids' lesson! :)
Thanks for coming, Laurie! It was great to not only have you here, but to show you what "normal life" looks like for me. Thanks for putting up with me dragging you to lessons or checking out a new flat or simply sitting at home while I worked on my schoolwork. Too bad we didn't have more time visit the rest of the sweet shops on your list...guess you have to come again! And, even if we finished off a whole pound of coffee during your visit, it was worth it! :)
January started with the death of my first grandparent, my Grandma Nofziger. I don't really have words to express how much I loved and appreciated her. She was one of my most consistent prayer warriors. She was one who made me laugh (and sometimes cry from laughing too hard!), but would also challenge me to new ways of thinking. She wasn't afraid of asking the hard questions.
People have often told me how much I look like her, but I honestly didn't really see it until they pulled out old photos of her for the funeral. It's a bit uncanny. But, I feel honored too. I'm honored to take after her.
Life feels strange without her in it, and yet, I know that she's no longer in pain or suffering. I know that she's in heaven with Jesus and reconnecting with loved ones who have gone before. But, I miss her. No, I didn't see her very often, but I thought of her a lot. It's weird to think that she won't be there the next time I'm in the US. Thankfully, she'll always remain in our hearts, and I will see her again one day. That brings me comfort.
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| Laurie in Amsterdam |
Thanks for coming, Laurie! It was great to not only have you here, but to show you what "normal life" looks like for me. Thanks for putting up with me dragging you to lessons or checking out a new flat or simply sitting at home while I worked on my schoolwork. Too bad we didn't have more time visit the rest of the sweet shops on your list...guess you have to come again! And, even if we finished off a whole pound of coffee during your visit, it was worth it! :)
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| In Old Town Square |
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