Letter to Jesus

Well,
this Christmas has been super-fun. I am reading Les Miserables...tonight is my last night at Andi's and tomorrow I head to Lethbridge so exciting! I have been able to do everything I wanted and seen so many people I missed and then there have been hugs too. Today epitomizes most of this time to me...I saw my aunties and uncles...hung out with good friends and then had cheeze fondue with the Davises...as Korban would say, "bif bif beef" !!!(although I am not 100% sure this is a positive phrase, I am pretty sure you can make it mean whatever you want it too...I luv these kind of 'one-size-fits-all words) I got a visit in with Grandpa, and someone came by and saw a picture of my grandma and decided I must be related to her, cause I look so much like her...then tonight I came home to my sister hanging out with an old friend of Ste's and secretly I hoped he would give me a hug...(ask anyone, I do not normally 'hope' to hug people...even if I know them, I am not so much into displays of affection...my motto is "No touchy") so I was abit shocked to find myself thinking, 'well...to make this day even better I want a hug from this guy' (Ste's motto to friends and everyone was, "brother's don't shake, they hug", something I have never truly gotten). I walked in, took off my coat and boots and was saying hi and all that and then this guy reached out and hugged me. And i knew that YOU cared if I got my hug...yes, deep down inside me there is a hugger.
so thanks for wrapping up a good year, thanks for what is past and done and as to the future...bring it:) I have a huge long list of things I want and probably misplaced expectations to get replaced so I guess, lets get to work and just get going with this tearing down and then rebuilding...amen

ps...he hugged me good-bye too...that almost made me cry...I mean 2x's seriously...overkill:)

ps...just in case you were worried about el'constipatione...he pooped...we all cheered and then waited for dad to come home from work so he could see what his son had been up to all day...dad was proud...his son plugged his first toilet...


happy new year...

there was no poop

some people don't like to poop; it runs in my family...my nephew carries on this tradition with a zeal that grows quite uncomfortable...for him...
today started it out with much crying and the burning desire...poor little guy...so while his mother was dealing with his younger brother and making lunch I took a turn at sitting in the bathroom and reading books with the poopless wonder.
I decided on Horton Hatches the Egg thinking that somehow this would result in a similar hatching and subsequent rejoicing in the miller house...not a bird but some poop would be nice...
so we read and talked and chatted and then he decided quite definitely that he did not want to poop and didn't want to try anymore either...so then I decided to use my vast knowledge recently aquired in intense schooling to convince him that he really did want to poop.
I started by saying you have to get rid of food to put more food in, if you poop you can eat more...so you need to poop...thats why everybody poops...even me...then I asked him if he wanted to eat...thought that this was definitely working, I am a genius...1 point for me.
then he calmly replied, "but I don't want to eat poop" and that was that...5 points for him. no poop in the toilet and my nursing skills suffered their first (of many) humiliating defeats...
still no poop as of yet...
but he's got his mum now and there is defo some action going on...poor little guy...

Cold

cold smells different depending on where you are I realized today. I walked to Andi's this evening and all of a sudden realized I am smelling three hills:)
here cold smells like
wood stove smoke,
dry, briskness,
fresh snow
with a hint of pine.
It crunches,
it's like stars exploding in your nose
that's what cold smells like in three hills.

and I am breathing it in peoples:)

always welcome

Driving into Three hills was actually exciting this go round, passing the Martz cemetery, the Tetz farms, and finally driving over the train tracks...and then into my sis and bro's driveway. Snow is piled up in the middle of the road and although it's only -4sh out now it looks very wintery, wondery and familiar. my sister has a new plaque on her wall, it says 'always welcome'. And that is just how I feel...I kissed the boys who were already in bed and Sim said he would gladly wake me up tomorrow; my life is looking pretty sweet right now. The Miller house is decorated for Christmas, I am drinking a chai and eating Andi's melting moments...I can't believe I am finally here...

another semester is history... I felt so great after leaving the exam this morning,and now that I am in Free Thrills it truly feels like I have put all the english crap behind me and just enjoy this chai, this quiet, this christmas with family...

My cuz invited me to go see him down in Lethbridge, I get to see Grandpa and auntie's and uncle's and my newest engaged cuz Kathryn and her rock:) it is just nice to not have the stress of papers hanging over my head and be with people I love...

Merry Christmas!!!

Update...

It's snowing but a nice -10ish and just a great day to go for a walk and feel wintery white and christmas...

Isaiah is out of ICU...I guess he had been convulsing and although his fever is not gone and he is still in the hospital, he is now in a ward with one tired and worried parent at his side...last night I believe it was Leigh who sat up with him. He hasn't been eating well and is not bouncing back from this episode as well as his last one...but, a plane flew into the village where mum and dad were and they were given the go ahead to leave early and go help Tris and Leigh, so today they are en route to singapore...that is a huge answer to prayer. to think of Tris and Leigh and what they went thru seeing their son unresponsive just breaks my heart...thanks for praying. God is big and He is also so good. Don't know why all this had to happen but there is still so much to be thankful for and I am believing on this side of the world that He can take my prayers to cover their side of the world.

Andi called me this morning and her fam sang me happy birthday...it was probably the sweetest and nicest piece of music I have ever heard...maybe I just hadn't had a cup of coffee yet, but it sounded a little bit like angels to me...I don't know why but this year has been such a great birthday. 36 messages on facebook ( I luv facebook:) and my roomie suprised me with a cake and some of my bible study girls popping in to sing and eat it with me...I hung up the phone with my parents and in walk 6 girls singing to me...I had no idea she had even baked a cake much less how did she have time to round everyone up??? so nice...

and although I kinda was struggling with having such a good week here and my sister probably having the scariest one of her life...I don't know, I just believe God is big enough to be happy for me and strong for Tris too...this morning I went for brunch with Linds and had the best french toast I have ever eaten in my life...it was probably the most perfect morning ever...

thanks again for praying...

Not again.

my nephew is in the hospital in singapore. He passes out when he has fevers...for hours. It is really scary and the last time it happened they were in the bush and an hours plane ride from any legitimate (or even sketch) hospital... an overseas doctor told my sister that the area they lived in's level of hospital care...this Dr said she wouldn't even send her dog to these places...
so I guess it is good Isaiah was in singapore this time. but the fact that it keeps happening and the family is flying to the bush in a few days is kinda scary.
He is still in the hospital and under good care there in Singapore, but my sis and bro are having to handle this all without my mum ( she and dad are in the bush) as well as my bro's parents also are missy's in the bush too....
everyone is stinking in the bush!!!!
so my big sis andi called and she is praying and rounding up the troups here in Canada ( she is very good at that kinda thing) and I am praying and freaking out a bit here in winnipeg...
Dear Jesus please watch over Isaiah...