oh, today.

Day sixteen. The snow is falling, the ground is covered quite nicely. I am safe and warm in my little attic room. This weekend has been a whirlwind of adventures. Day fourteen has come and gone, and so has the horrible case of heart-sick, home-sick blues. Day fifteen was really an adventure. I spent the whole day in Munich, Germany. The thing is, they really love clocks in Munich. They also love traditional German costumes, exotic fruit markets, inexpensive cappuccinos and spicy bratwursts. I visited a Bavarian palace, and got lost in its rather large backyard. Munich was a lovely city, and I enjoyed every minute. I tried new things, and took opportunities to find adventure. I was brave; I even walked on a frozen river. Those are goals of mine, so I am quite satisfied with day fifteen. Today. Today I am thankful for this place. For these people, and the way they have found a place in my ever-widening heart. I am thankful for the challenge of hard classes, and for beautiful trails to run when I need fresh air. I am thankful for the quiet. For the slow and deliberate. For the structure and methodical lifestyle. I am thankful for the river and the way the snow sits on the leaves. I am learning. I am stretching. I am growing, and I am being made new. It's really lovely to be here, now. I am quite sure it is exactly where He wants me. I wish all of you a happy day sixteen. Wherever you are, I hope you are content. It's really the most wonderful way to be. Peace, please.