It's been over a week since I moved back home to my parents. It feels like I've been here for such a long time, and at the same time it feels like I just came here. The first days were a lot considering I was tired after packing and all the good byes. but it was fun at the same time, I got to celebrate my sister in laws 27 bday, I got to go to church with my brother and his wife, i met up with some friends, I've eaten a lot :P gone for walks, gotten irritated at the polish guys redoing our bathroom (haha, they didn't know I was home on monday moring, so they were yelling at each other so much and so loud that I woke up because of it, but when I got down stairs the just suddenly went whispering the rest of the week), and I've also experienced something sad, a friend passed away. When you loose someone you realize how much you love the people you're surrounded with, and you see the support and love they give during a difficult time. It also makes you aware of saying to your friends that you love them, to actually talk to friends you see are struggling, to not take people for granted. On the other hand to loose someone is frustrating. Why couldn't God just stop him from dying, why does the family have to go through this when they've already been through so much? It's not easy to answer these questions, and all I can think of is that this is not Gods will, we live in a evil world, theres a constant battle for us, a battle for our lives, and what God really wants us to do is to open up for his love, enduring love, and I pray that this time of grief would bring people closer to God, to his everlasting love. And it is with Gods love that we as Christians also have hope and life, that death isn't the end of things. it's just the stopover to heaven.
Back to the week ;) all in all it's been good to be back home. I do miss the quest tigers, but theres no place like home, right? Not only are you surrounded by family that loves you and supports you, but hey, everything is free! haha
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