...sitting down for dinner with my family.
mommy's yummy creations. watching her stir the pot and memorizing her every move. chatting about our day. daddy's Korean chicken stew. licking the sauce off my fingers. showing off our stuffed bellies afterward. oppa's juicy steak. the smell of the grilled onions. munching on homemade cookies, popcorn, and an array of Korean snacks while watching television to, you know, "digest" =P
the endless conversations that are sparked over a particular verse. sharing little life stories over a cup of hot tea and chocolate-covered goodies. the tears of joy, sorrow, and laughter that we shared. taking my shoes off and curling up into a ball. nestling into Emily's plush lounge chair. reminding ourselves of God's faithful love. feeling my leg go numb after hours have passed by in that cozy living room. holding hands and praying together. walking back home with Margaret Ann giggling over the things we've learned and going to bed full of hope and joy. being surrounded by sisters. the sound of their voices and the laughter that filled the room. i'm excited to move into this same room in the fall. whee! <3
...free refills.
with the endless carbs coming my way here in Paris, i'm always left thirsty at dinner. my brief time in London further exacerbated the situation where it costs about 2 pounds to refill a cup of soda half-filled with ice...that's over 3 dollars! my wallet's getting lighter and lighter here...sometimes i feel like the prodigal daughter.
...my string quartet and wedding gigs.
i miss picking up my instrument and playing. i've been listening to a lot of music interning at a music school, which i really appreciate. but there's something inside of me that tells me that it's time to start playing again. my poor violin has taken quite a vacation under my bed.
