Feeling the Love...

No this blog is not about Valentine's Day.

Actually, I was debating about writing this blog, because on the one hand, I wanted to honestly just write what I was thinking, but then on the other hand, I didn't want to make people feel bad or whatever.

Now that I have you totally curious, and your expectations way too high, I begin.

Never underestimate the value of a care package. Or even a card. Seriously. This week we are in Edinburgh helping on the Canadian project and so a bunch of staff and students came from Canada for the week. Yesterday, one of the stinters here got a bunch of little cards or gifts from people in Canada, sent via the staff that just arrived. I was happy for her, but at the same time, I felt bad and I just felt like, "I need some love from Canada" and I honestly felt really sad that no one sent me anything or said, "I miss you" in any way...(I know people do, this is not a pity party). So anyways, this was just a minor thought, didn't think about it for the rest of the day.

But THEN today, the students came, and with them little gifts/letters from staff. And I got three...one from Manitoba, one from Saskatchewan, and one from my old staff team in Calgary. And in the meantime I got a package from my mom that I have yet to open. So I got one from every province in the West! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THAT MEANT TO ME. LITERALLY. It was the world to me to have those cards and pictures and fun gifts. It's weird cause you don't think about it much at home, but when overseas, anything from home is of great worth. Even something I could buy here, it still is of great worth to me just cause it's from Canada. I know I am weird, you don't have to tell me. But I said this in passing while an American missionary was beside me who has been in the UK 20 years now, and he was right there with me, totally agreeing and understanding where I was coming from. So I feel less crazy.

This also lead me to feel guilty for all those times I did have opportunity to send a stinter or fellow staff something (via a student going on project or whatever) and didn't. Never again!

Needless to say, I felt the LOVE and it seriously made my day. And each one carried a different kind of special because of what they were and who they were from.

That's my thought, partially to do with love I guess, on this Feb. 14th.

PS: Do not send me a care package or feel guilty for not sending me anything as a result of reading this blog!!!!!!!!!!!