Archive for June 12th, 2005

Couldn’t help taking this meme I found at Leona; not all that satisfied with the 20% vocabulary, but the 100% grammar makes me smile I’m a work in progress….

Yesterday there was a big concert in Tromsø; far north in our country. It was in support of Nelson Mandela’s work against HIV/Aids. A lot of big shot musicians performed, as well as some local/Norwegians. Nelson Mandela himself gave a speech. 18000 attended the concert, sadly not me; but I got to follow it through television, half yesterday and the other half today. It was truly amazing and I wish I could have been there! The goal of the concert was to raise awareness about HIV/Aids and to raise money, during the broadcast about 10000 Norwegian kroner got collected (multiple with 6 or 7 to get the approximate amount in US $)

The concert was named 46664 Artic; the number being Mandela’s prison number. This is not the first concert and will not be the last; but I guess it was the one farthest north. Thankfully the weather in Tromsø was great and the midnightsun made it light during the night as well!

I took some days off blogging this week; was just to tired to think of what to say Now I feel so much better. Since the service earlier today I have just relaxed; seen a lot of sitcoms, drunk some coffee and finally got to enjoy the sunshine!

Off course I could not stay out of blogging for ever, and now, when I have a whole day to my self tomorrow, I feel like blogging again (Sadly most of the day will be cleaning-day, but I guess I’ll make some room to sit down and talk too!!)

It’s not often that I’m asked to come with bread and wine to a dying person, but Wednesday I was. It is strange and nice all at once. It is so meaningful to have a liturgy, some words that are familiar to the person even though he or she no longer can speak or hear to well. Often the tears well in their eyes when we pray the Lords prayer together or when the bread or wine is handed over. It’s in those moments I know that what I do for a living does make a difference in peoples life. Not because I’m so important, but because God is.

Saturday I got the call that the person had died. It was sad, but also good to know that the suffering was over. In the evening we gathered together in the church and had a small devotion, thanking for the life we knew and reading from the Bible, singing together and praying to the Lord for the ones among us in grief. Next week we’ll meet again for the funeral.

On Friday we had a meeting for the pastors and their families, it was nice to catch up on things, but as usual I wasn’t very keen on going. Since I’m single, and my family is me, I always feel more alone when we have this kind of meeting; even though the people is really nice and the food is good Mostly I feel like saying no and just stay at home by my self instead (but my boss won’t let me…. ). This year I got to say a little bit about that, I tried to explain how it feels – and I think many of them understood, at least the other single one!! But I have to say that this year the feeling of being alone and the “no-one-love-me” feeling was less hurtful than earlier because I’m waiting for my child – and “soon” we will be a family of two

About the adoption: I’m still waiting! I’m so sick of it, but I have to endure some more, it seems. But the time for the call is slowly growing closer. I don’t think so, but I sure hope it will be tomorrow

So then I have given you a little peek into my life the last days; there was much more, but the post is long enough as it is! Thanks for reading After Gilmore Girls I’m off reading about your days – that is something to look forward too!!

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