Waiting to Hear

It wasn't a Monday and it wasn't rainy but today got me down.

I said goodbye to Lia, Peter, Eliza and Rebekah at the front door of our apartment.  They were all so dear.  Eliza kept waving from the car with such an earnest sweetness.....it broke my heart. I hugged Peter first and couldn't speak because the tears had started...then Lia and the two little ones.  I guess I was a bit incoherent.  Lia and Peter were a delight to have here....even if Peter and SK were TWICE victorious at Rook - despite my unorthodox methods of play (Do I dare say "cheating?")

SK drove them to the airport, helped unload all the bags, helped them get inside and checked in and then said goodbye.....not easy for him ever.  I am sure he has a headache.

We had delivered everything to the center for the after-temple dinner.  Most of it we had on hand (leftover lasagne sauce aka spagetti sauce and pasta) so it should have cost very little....which is a good thing, since we don't have any money in the center account.  Unfortunately, because of a break in the line of communication, one of our sweet YSAs went out and bought everything for a meal to feed 35...using a lot of fresh veggies etc.  I am certain she would have made an excellent meal.  We combined the two.

I walked to the center after The goodbyes and stayed for several hours until everyone had left.  SK joined me after saying his own goodbyes.

We had 20 come for dinner and we had a ton of food.  We will use what we can for this Thursday, but a complication is that Monia - my Italian friend will come to make dinner for us that day.  I am excited to have her visit and I hope she will get to know a few of these great young people and feel something special about the place.  And I am looking forward to seeing how she cooks real Italian food!  Two Thursdays ago, she giggled at my very American Lasgne (any true-blooded Italian would!) and I enjoyed her amusement.

We will wait for word from our little family crossing the ocean and the American continent.  They will land at LAX and have an hour and a half to claim their baggage, go through customs and hurry to the gate of the airline that should fly them home to SLC.  The biggest problem with that (besides being an almost impossible chore with two little girls) is that it is the last flight out.  There is no other way to get to SLC tonight, even if routed through other western states.  We will be praying for them.

If you never had the chance to watch the very funny video made by the Danish attendees at Festinord, take a look at it now.  It is very funny....and has some of my favorite young people in the world in it!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVngOAv-D-k