The snow keeps falling, falling, falling here in Munich. The city goes on despite the inches that continue to accumulate each hour. Groceries must be bought, meetings must be attended. Life continues.
I love the snow. It’s not like Kansas snow. It’s much more powdery and it’s a relief to brush it off my car with a mere swipe and not have to chip away a layer of ice beneath, as it so often goes in Kansas winters. It’s the kind of snow depicted in picture books. It’s the most beautiful snow I have ever experienced.
And so I am happy it continues falling, falling, falling.
I am — after much time — starting to feel more confident in my decision to come to Munich. New job opportunities are popping up and I have started meeting many wonderful people.
After so many months, I think I’ve found my place in this beautiful city. Or at least I’m finding my way more and more each day.
For this I am oh, so very thankful.
And of course — after all this time — I still wake up every morning feeling blessed to be on this amazing adventure.
P.S. Thank you for your support in helping find my friend. Keep praying! Keep spreading the word!