Week of December 18-25

Happy Christmas 2007.
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This week was definitely an adventure. After getting rid of jet lag, (I flew here right after finals on the 15th) I hope that I don't remember how bad it was so I won't hate the next time I come out. It's been a wild time since we arrived. The parents have been taking the married couples around to the various sights to see, castles and churches and whatnot.
I got some flu bug, and so I was weak for a few days. Pretty soon I got my strength back, better enough to go to Paris Saturday. We took a midnight bus. We woke up to a beautiful sight of the Eiffel Tower.
I would put the picture up here, but I'm picture illiterate, and it hasn't been working as well as I'd hoped. But I have some other pictures from the adventures we had.
I've got to tell the readers, that even though I had such an amazing opportunity to go to Paris, and I saw many, many things that most people never get to... the Best Part was feeding the birds, and taking fun pictures with the family.


Here's Patrick. I lovingly call him Fatty. Among the birds he's known as "Sustenance".

Mike and Ben were more calm than Patrick, and I... I might've freaked out a little. Our feet were covered in them birds!

Notre Dame. Think: Gargoyle. I just don't think I was that convincing.

We paused on our way up the 70 meters of stairs.

Today was a great day. I admit, I started off a little grouchy.

Okay, I was a lot grouchy.
But, After I had a few moments, and said a little prayer, everything became clear, peaceful. I'm like a werewolf when I'm cooped up inside without much light or exercise for days. I get my cranky on.

But, good thing I was able to overcome. I don't know how my family is going to survive the next 3 days together. We're traveling around, going to various places.

I'll tell you what, reader... I'm excited to go to the castle. The very castle that inspired Disney's Cinderella Castle.

After all, my name does mean Princess.

just kidding;)

But seriously. My name really does mean princess.

I can't find my iPod.

So, I don't know what else to say, except that I got a pretty cool brochure of the towers of Notre-Dame.

It was free.

Merry Christmas, everyone. I think that I'm going to remember this one for years to come. Previous Christmasses I still have to heal over. It's been different every year, and I still feel pained every time I relive certain ones. But I'm getting better. I just need my space for awhile.

One more thing. I had a really spiritual moment with my mom this morning. I was really in the thick of my black cloud, when she came in to talk to me. She told me about an experience she had about realizing the meaning of Christmas recently. She has grown so much closer to her Saviour. I am glad that I could have that moment with her. It's one thing to listen to her voice on the phone. This was something special, something priceless. I could tell she really meant what she told me, and she really did experience the pain, then the hope and the joy of putting her faith to the test.

I have an amazing family. I take them for granted. I waste a lot of my time. Meaning, I don't use the precious time that I have now to the fullest potential. I'm trying to change, honestly. It's just hard to break a habit, and harder still to make a good one.

Regardless, I am willing to try, if it means memories are being made.

I love my Heavenly Father as well, and I am so grateful for Jesus Christ's sacrifice. My brother, my Saviour.
Happy Christmas, Jesus. Only you could make it so special.

Love,

Sarah Michelle