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So Far Away From Home


LuAnn was struggling with homesickness, having followed her military husband to Germany for his tour of duty there.  She had been living in their third floor apartment in Neu Ulm for four months now, and although she found the people generally friendly and the countryside beautiful, she had never been away from home for so long; she missed her family terribly. 

Sitting at her computer, she wiped the tears that trickled from her eyes, and typed out an email to her grandmother back in the States...
"Oh Granny,  you would love the food here - we buy fresh, crusty bread from the corner bakery everyday, and the Brauhaus has schnitzel that tastes just like you make it!  I'm still not used to drinking warm beer though, it seems strange since we drink it icy cold in America.  Here they say that cooling it ruins the flavor. 
On Sunday Kevin and I went for a walk along the Danube River in Ulm.  It was so charming, with the narrow streets and quaint old houses and shops all crowded together along the river bank.  We climbed to the top of the big Muenster Cathedral too, and the view from up there was amazing!
When we came home I saw that the older lady who lives downstairs in our building has a window full of African Violets just like you do there.  She waved at us as we walked by, and it made me miss you all the more!  It is lonely here, I really don't know anybody very well..."
LuAnn's grandmother read the note and knew how hard it was for LuAnn to be so far from home.  When she walked into her kitchen she looked over at her African Violets blooming on the window sill, and she said a little prayer for her oldest granddaughter, asking God to send His angels to keep her company and watch over her. 

That afternoon LuAnn was surprised to hear the doorbell ring.  She knew Kevin wasn't due home until suppertime and she hoped nothing was wrong.  She opened the door to find the lady from downstairs standing there smiling broadly, holding a pan of peach keuchen and a pot of  deep purple African Violets.  In broken English she said, "Guten tag, my name is Frieda. I thought maybe you like some flowers for your window, and maybe you want to help me eat the keuchen I baked this morgen."

LuAnn's face broke into a wide grin as she welcomed Frieda into their apartment.  She realized that she was beginning to feel a little bit at home here after all.  She would learn in time that the love and prayers of family follow you everywhere you go.

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I'm linking up with Keith Hillman's Carry On Tuesday 
where the prompt this week is "Here, there and everywhere" 

12 comments:

  1. A sweet little story that I am sure many can identify with. When you leave home, you take pieces of it with you.Ultimately, home is where you make it.

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    1. These pots of African Violets reminded me of those I had growing in our window when I lived in Germany, and it reminded me of how I felt there, long before the days of email and Skype. Having lived so many places, I agree with you totally, home is where you make it.

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  2. absolutely, what a great message in this

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    1. Thank You Emma! We can sometimes feel so very alone, but the truth is that the love of family, however you define it, remains strong, and there is always someone near you that could use a friend, you just have to reach out!

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  3. A very sweet story! Beautiful african violets in the picture - I hope that's on a windowsill in your home so you can enjoy them!

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    1. Thank you, Robyn. No, I don't have any at the moment, though I do have a red geranium in my window that blooms constantly! My window in our apt in Germany did indeed look just like that, I love African Violets... violets of any kind for that matter!:-)

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  4. Beautiful. that is how an every day miracle works!!

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    1. Exactly, Lena. Most often God answers our prayers thru his earthly angels...us! That's why it is so important to reach out to others, to be aware of who could really use a friendly gesture or a smile.

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  5. It's always lonely when you are somewhe without friends. We all hope that someone will give us a friendly smile or a welcomng gesture.

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    1. That is so true GS, lonliness is one of the most prevalent issues in our busy, techno world. It only takes a few minutes of time to connect with someone, even a smile and a kind word can make all the difference!

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    1. Thank you Shimon, I believe that life works this way!

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