I did it =)

I packed three suitcases

full of all my stuff

(well, a tenth or so of my original pile of stuff,

but my Piglet&I managed to shrink it!)

For the first time in 10 months "packing my suitcases" is not

on my to-do-list.

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And now I'm all done.

Leaving my parents' home Sunday night,

staying with friends 8 hours away the last few days

before leaving,

STILL WAITING for a call, for the visa to get ready

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In less than two weeks (God willing) I'll say yes again, to my Ben,

368 days after my first yes.

I can't wait to walk every step of the way with him,

share all joy, share all sorrow.

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The Lord is so *so* good.

I love Him so.

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Of Cake and Lovebirds...

Just a teeny weeny update here to tell you all that:

* big fat letter arrived

* all required documents are obtained

* and sent.

*we're now waiting for an interview date,

and I'm leaving by train on Monday to go to the capital.

When I come home, I'll be waving that visa in my hand

for real.

(though, I have no idea WHEN I'll be back..)

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"My heart rejoices in the LORD;

in the LORD my horn[strength] is lifted high.

My mouth boasts over my enemies[not the Embassy],

for I delight in your deliverance."

1. Sam 2:1

* Cutting the cake at our engagement party...

I love this picture =)The on-lookers...

don't you just LOVE on-lookers??Smiling at the camera
We sure CUT that cake, didn't we??

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My brother...

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..recently moved to Finland.

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Before he moved there, we spent precious days together here.

We talked, he talked.

I made him breakfast, every morning, supper everynight.

He even had cookies and cake every night with his coffee after supper.

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My brother, being the oldest, calls himself the First Child,
he insists ((lovingly)) that I (the oldest daughter) is "second-rate" =)

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My brother, has a sweet side, which he's not able to hide, even when he tries to act snobbish...

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He really likes my husband-to-be.

Which means a lot to me.

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He sends me nice cards where he writes about how I (in the process of becoming a farmer's wife)chose the dung fork over a diamond ring, and a barn over a castle.

He consequently addresses me as "Mrs. my-new-last-name" in those cards

(which I love too).

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My brother is that tall, serious looking, handsome guy on the couch there, in between my granny and my cousin.

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Sometimes he's not serious at all.

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My brother and I were... um... like cats and dogs when we we're younger.

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We would quarrel about who was to clean the bathroom (we both WANTED to),

we'd have competitions who could wrap a packed lunch the best

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.... but we don't do those kind of things anymore.

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He sent me flowers for my birthday...

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I love my brother.

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