The chime sounded on my phone a couple of days ago. As I checked it, I discovered a text from one of Daniel’s teachers. No message, just a photo.
I could write a book about that whole experience. About the difficulty in understanding language if it involves medical terminology (WAY outside my limited Norwegian vocabulary), or when I have already been given strong medication. Or about the importance of bedside manner when delivering the news that you’ve sat in a hospital bed for seven hours, but the surgery will not take place (two different people delivered the news, in two very different ways). Or about how much it meant for friends to check on me, and especially those who heard the postponement news and replied with simple messages like “I am so sorry. That really stinks.” Because it did. Plain and simple. Or about how my mom worked so hard to get here to help out, getting bumped from flights and waiting in Minnesota and Amsterdam for hours on end, only to arrive to the news that surgery wasn’t happening.
Yeah, I could write a lot. But the fact is, it didn’t happen. And maybe it was God’s plan that it didn’t happen, or maybe it just didn’t happen because life doesn’t go the way you planned.
But I am hopeful that Monday will end this part of the story! They have me placed earlier on the schedule, so it is less likely for me to get bumped this time. And while we don’t have a family member to help out this time around, I’m certain that my amazing husband will manage just fine!
I’ll try to keep you posted…
|From Budapest –
Not just any breakfast – THE breakfast
|Ingen fart, uten bart (no speed without a mustache!)|
|You can’t live well, love well, or sleep well –
if you don’t eat well
|Poop signs are always funny|
|From Paris – Beware of words|
|Ah, the international bathroom signage|
|Please don’t drive into the fjord!|
Christmas Cheer Blog Posts:
- Part 1
- Part 2: Oslo
- Part 3: Decorated Trees
- Part 4: Sandefjord Corner Boutique
- Part 5: Coca-Cola Santa
- Part 6: Christmas in Jail?
- Part 7: Santa’s little helpers
- Part 8: Nisser on our cups
- Part 9: Jul med Ika
- Part 10: Stars
- Part 11: Knitting Christmas
- Part 12: Christmas Music
- Part 13: Bergen Windows
- Part 14: White Christmas
- Part 15: Bryggen i Bergen
- Part 16: Early Christmas
- Part 17: A bit more of Oslo
- Part 18: Quick and Easy Craft
- Part 19: Sometimes it’s Tough
- Merry Christmas from Sandefjord
- Castle Hill – we explored the area twice, once in the daylight, and another time as the sun was setting. Our walk down the winding paths at sunset was especially enjoyable, with so many spots to stop for a great view of the city and the Danube.
- Matthias Church – we only saw it from the outside but it was beautiful.
- Bridges (the bridges across the Danube between Buda and Pest) – we walked across Margaret Bridge, Chain Bridge and Liberty bridge. The best was walking Chain Bridge at night.
- St. Stephens Basilica – only saw it from the outside but it was pretty and there was a nice Christmas market just outside.
- Mexican restaurants – our favorite kind of food, and we have no Mexican restaurants in Norway. We enjoyed the food at Iguana. But we kept finding ourselves going back to Arriba Taqueria (similar to Moe’s or Chipotle).
- Central Market Hall busy, crowded, and lots of interesting smells! But a great place to purchase souvenirs, including paprika and goose liver pate. And be sure to stop at Fakanal for goulash (we tried the stew and the soup).
- The Gellért Cave Church – heated by the thermal springs in Gellért Hill
- Memento Park – a ‘statue graveyard’ of Communist monuments
- Váci utca- a great pedestrian street with shopping, restaurants, and so much to see
- City Park and Heroes’ Square – a large park that is home to a circus, zoo, ice skating arena, thermal bath, and a Transylvanian castle. And Heroes Square reminded me a little bit of Independence Square in Kyiv (Ukraine).
I’ve been anxiously waiting on word from the hospital regarding my rescheduled date. We left for our time in Hungary and I still hadn’t heard anything. But as we arrived home yesterday we checked the mail, and there it was! I am on the schedule for January 19. And based on the time that I have to be there, it looks like I’m early on the schedule, too.
So here we go again! I’ll keep you all posted…
What is it about the changing of the calendar that gives us the feeling of wanting to and even the motivation that we need to change, or refocus, to start something new, or to put something behind us? As we say goodbye to one year and hello to another, why is it that most people take time to evaluate and reflect?
Now don’t get me wrong. I do like the idea of looking at a new year as a blank page filled with opportunity and promise. There are definitely things I want to focus on and things I need to set aside.
But the reality is I want – and need – to do this every day. Each day is filled with opportunity. Each time I wake, I am given the chance to choose.
I lie down and sleep; I wake again because the Lord sustains me. (Psalms 3:5 HCSB)
Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. (Lamentations 3:23 NLT)
But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me, and through each night I sing his songs, praying to God who gives me life. (Psalms 42:8 NLT)
So for 2015, I choose to approach each day in search of opportunities to show kindness, to put love into action, to be an encouragement, to learn from my mistakes, to use wisely what I’ve been given, and to be open about my struggles.
The last few months have especially revealed to me the importance of that last item. I have always been quick to share when things are going well. But when I open up about what I’m struggling with, it leaves me vulnerable. However, I’m learning that my vulnerability is minuscule in comparison to what else can happen.