Friends, family, and to all those who may stumble upon this blog at some point in the future, welcome to my virtual diary! I have been formulating this blog idea for a while now basically because I need a place to document all of my thoughts and theories about this crazy life we live. And believe me, I have my fair share.
I chose the title as small tribute to one of the most amazing people I have ever met: my dad. I just returned from 1.5 year journey in Sao Paulo, Brazil. Let me tell you, it was a wild ride! I was serving as a missionary for my church and as such I had very limited opportunities to communicate with my family. In fact, I was allowed an hour and a half every Monday. And that time became oh so special to me. Therapeutic in fact. Because I could reflect over my week. The good, the bad and the ugly. I had some time to think about the miracles and redirect my thoughts for the following week. It became a very valuable routine. (My mom graciously posted all of these letters on a blog. If you would like a more spiritual reading, feel free to visit Brazil Bound.)
But even more valuable than the letters I sent quickly became the letters I received. My little piece of home all packaged up and waiting for me every time I accessed my email. Through my personal refining fire, thousands of miles away from a familiar face, I never felt alone, largely because of those encouraging letters. While all of my family members and some really great friends wrote me quite often, there was always something really special about my dad's thoughts. Full of philosophy, personal experiences, and encouragement. He did it all so eloquently and happened to say just what I needed at the perfect moment. Even though I live exactly 30 minutes away, my dad continues to write me weekly and I love these letters just as much now as I did then. So, on this blog I plan to post highlights of his weekly letters, some of my replies, (beware... they are dull in comparison), ongoing experiences and conclusions I am deriving from this crazy life. Hopes, dreams, the works.
Your time is precious so I hope not to disappoint!
L.
with my hero moments after being reunited
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