Hello all... sorry about the long delay in posts, but we were having some router (pronouned rooter here) problems.
Hmmm... where to even begin... Well, first of all, Julie is here!!! It's been absolutely fantastic with her here; it just feels so comfortable and nice. This past week has been a delight with pleasant surprises everyday. I do indeed feel and realize that I am loved. Thank you to all who help me experience God's love through them. As I sit here and look at the flowers that Ming got me from the cutest flower shop, I smile. Everywhere I look, there are little reminders of the people I love so. I am thankful and thankful.
So updates:
1. I finished Virginia Woolf's The Waves. 'Twas quite depressing, put me in a funk for a couple of days. The fact that I was thinking about death all the time didn't help.
2. Sleeping is great minus waking up at least twice during the night. But hey, at least I'm sleeping before the sun comes out.
3. The Barber of Seville, the opera and the Bugs Bunny cartoon - not very different. Bugs Bunny is funnier. Oh yeah speaking of classical music, Dan - Chopin's preludes are pretty neat too - Preludes Op. 28: quite intense, I think (but the Nocturne is my favorite).
4. I like ballet. Watching, that is. It's so pretty.
5. Les Miserables was AMAZING. Favorite quote: "To love is to see the face of God." Oh, and to see "On my own" performed live... goosebumps. I loved that song since I was in junior high when my mom made me watch Les Miserables on PBS. I know, I know.. it's been the theme song for every girl one point in her life; even so, it still feels like 'my song'.
6. Galatians and Ephesians rocked my world. I highly suggest it as a good read for anyone who is looking for something to read. I forgot to tell you about that Paul - check out Ephesians. I thought it was really neat and encouraging. By the way Mon, I totally thought of you when I read 1 Corinthians 'cause I wrote "Mon's encouraging verse" by 'your verse' in the margins. :)
7. Saw a fringe play called Lorilei about a woman who tells the story of her son's death and her journey through grief. She eventually tries to save her son's murderer from the death sentence. It was a beautiful story of mercy and redemption. I had to call beforehand and reserve tickets. When I went to pick up my tickets, I looked at the list and found "Grays Liu". It was the first time ever that my first name was misspelled, not my last name. Those Brits, they're really committed to that 'say-it-like-it's-spelled; spell-it-like-it's-said' thing.
26.3.05
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I love the name gray. Or grey. Earl grey. Anyway. Happy birthday, g-liu.
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