i fell in the street...

(the first 2 pictures are recent and the last few are just fun pictures from the last days of 2007)

So a lot of intersting things have happened in my life recently… here are some stories:

On the first day of the year my computer crashed… but then my family came! So John helped me reinstall my system, but when we did that I lost all my documents, music, photos, videos etc. oh and the battery broke. That was really really hard for me. Im not a big fan of computers… but I guess we kind of need them.

I fell in the street. I stepped off the curb into a pot hole and my whole body went down. I really hurt my foot. John carried me ☺ So I got bandaged up and put on crutches. I spent a lot of time a lone with my foot elevated in my room. I got around my house on crutches and my rolling desk chair.

One day (while I was injured) I took a taxi over to my old apartment where a bunch of my friends live. THey took good care of me! They made lunch for me; rice, ham, fried egg, and tomato sauce all mixed together, my friend Pilar told me crazy stories about all her past injuries, my friend Noe gave me over 1000 pictures and some videos of our fun times from the past year (that was such a huge gift!!) Then they let me stay there for the night and gave me pijamas and I slept in my old bed, my old room where i lived when i first got here, then they drove me home.

So most of my classmates are muslims. In their religion you aren't allowed to eat pork, its like completely unclean. So they all went home for the feast of the lamb, where they kill a lamb and eat it for a week. But since I am in Spain, I use the word "pig" (cerdo) a lot more than the word "lamb" (cordero). When they all got back I said in Spanish "sooo "how was the feast of the pig??!" which maybe would've been offensive if it wasn't an honest mistake... haha they laughed.

Every morning I see this same hippie guy around town, he is usually dancing in the sunrise or doing yoga. So we recognize each other and wave or say,"hola, como estas?" Well one day ( a while ago, before I fell) I decided to talk to him. I said, "what is your name?" and I am so glad I asked because he said, "my name is Energia (Energy)" hahaha i love that!! i have a hippie friend named Energy!!

Well I got to cut the bandage off the other night! My friend Anna came over to help me cut it off and she brought ice cream to celebrate walking again. I was so scared because I didn’t think it’d really be healed. But God really really healed it!! I could walk! I can walk! Man I have never appreciated just taking steps as much as I have these past few days. I appreciate standing up in the shower. I appreciate doing laundry. I appreciate balance! I appreciate being able to carry things with my hands while walking! Now I am just waiting to be a runner again.

the family in spain

So my family came to see me last week! It was so fun to see them again. Here are some highlights:

Seeing them in the airport when they arrived and hugging them

The first night they were here and John fell asleep at my place so I walked the family back to the place they were staying and when I got back to my place John was up so we went out for tapas and he told me funny stories, one was about him and an old woman in the airport. My brother makes me laugh.

Going out to tapas with the family and just laughing so much and it reminding us of the family dinners we used to have.

The night a ton of my Spanish friends came to meet my family and take us out for tapas. They would not let my family pay and they all tried to speak a little English. But the best was when my dad told them in Spanish that "molly loves you all and we love you too". Later he told them that it was really cool to see how God had put them min my life.

Walking around the Alhambra with my family and going to other beautiful places in this city.

The night my Spanish friends had my family over for a typical Spanish dinner. They went all out and cooked all sorts of foods for them to try and decorated the place so nice. As we sat down to eat they asked my dad to bless the food! That was so exciting for me to get to pray with them for the first time, he prayed a line and I translated it, it was so sweet. At the end of the night dad said to them, "this night will be a memory that we have forever" and they said the same.

Watching my dad and brother do the Soldier Boy dance.

Gypsies here are known for offering sticks of rosemary to people and then charging them for it. So we had such a fun time watching them and everyone's reactions to these persistent gypsy women.

After spending time with my Spanish friends my mom said, "molly your friends just inspire me to be more Christian" and my dad said, "Well, that's good honey, I've been praying for that." hahhahaha