So this summer I decided I wanted, 1. A job 2. To advance my swimming skills. So, why not combine both?
How? By passing my NLS (National Lifeguard Service), and WSI (Water Safety Instructor) in other words, become a swim coach. This week, one of the worst, yet best, of my life went by sometimes agonizingly slow and at other times way. too. fast! I was warned on all the other pre-requisite courses that this one was the one to be worried about. That NLS is one of the tests that separates those who want and can, from those who simply want and wish. So I reviewed my material from previous courses, googled more info, practised my standards, spoke with other people who had passed their NLS courses (after three attempts) and (mostly) listened their advice (be confident, you’ll do well because you’ve practised, don’t worry about it), prayed, signed up and showed up for one week of intensive training.
The sims were fun, mostly, until up to Friday, Friday brought tears of frustration, tears of anger and panic, and finally tears of joy. Last week was perhaps one of the most stressful weeks of my life. Yet, I’ll always remember it fondly because, I passed! On the first try! And I couldn’t be happier and thankful! The other eight people doing the course with me I shall never ever forget, nor our instructor Veronica from LIT.
Over all it was a great week, I’m so glad I did it, and thankful to God for helping me pass!

LifeGuard on Duty Flag.

Letters from ’87.

If you’ve read Our Story, you know more or less my parent’s love story. Mother has been begged to retell that story time and time again to me as a child, and by now, I’ve gotten the facts memorized. There was however, one more thing I wanted. I wanted to see the letters they wrote to each other over the years. But with so many years having passed and in those years so many moves, the letters were misplaced, lost and forgotten. This year, however, Daddy went to Brazil again, and found, in Uncle Daniel’s attic, a folder full of letters. Letters addressed to him. Or to Mommy. Dating back to January of 1987  (Oh yeah they’re that old! *gasps*) They wrote back and forth, Daddy’s address changing with his location on the road as a colporteur, Mommy being teased by the mailman every week as he was attacked by Mommy and her sister in hopes of receiving a letter from their special someones. Occasionally, mommy’s address changed, as she too went on the road and colpourted. Anyways, for about four years letters traveled back and forth Sao Paulo, to and fro. They continued meeting and the steady stream of letters continued flowing…

Apparently, this is what I looked like as a baby. No, this isn’t me, but that’s what I looked like (even though I refuse to believe I was this chubby!!) (Random photo of a cutout from a diaper package of when I was a kid, they thought it looked like me…cut it out, and kept it. It was in the same folder as their letters so I took the photo and posted it because I’m weird like that.)

Daddy’s neat writing…

Mommy’s rounded letters…

Just for the year 1988 I counted 72 letters, that’s more than one letter per week….and no, I haven’t read them all yet. But yes! I have mercilessly teased them…They were so cute it’s almost sickening!!!

Anyways, in March of 1990, they said their marriage vows and the steady stream of letters continued as a steady stream of love.

Berry Picking.

This morning the alarm blared at 6:00. Today, we went berry picking. Blueberry picking to be more exact!
Just for the experience, and because mother insists we get out of the house and soak in the sunshine that has been good enough to bless us this week.
When we arrived at the farm the morning breeze was still chilly and the dew felt like ice crystals on our finger tips and toes as we picked the berries one by one and our feet became soaked. But while the images of purple-blue berries were being grafted into our minds, the sun rose up high above our heads, the dew evaporated, and time to leave rolled around.

Yumm…(If you like blueberries..) I don’t but I do admit they’re pretty!

He had soooooo much fun…(the first five minutes…)

Lol, but it was a great experience, we had fun, and we’re loaded up on Vitamin D!

Cute Cars.

Last week ended with a spectacular bright sunny day, and we went to the park for a walk. Victor took his binoculars, I took my camera, and mother…took us.
 The ducks and geese have flown off to scatter other parts of other parks, yet some remain. But summer brings a different species into appearance.That species being, vintage cars. One cuter than the other. Apparently, vintage cars abide here in Abbotsford in abundance. As Vixen Vintage posted on her facebook page, “Love summer, all the cute cars come out to play.”

Oh and because the light caused Victor and I to make silly faces, I thought I’d replace them with cute kittens. 😛

.Thumbs Up or Thumbs Down

I don’t think, in my lifetime, I’ve been busier. And, I’m, loving, it!!
So what’s been going on in Abby. Well, I had one week off school, during which we went to Centennial Library for a kid’s magic show, sorry, but I wasn’t able to get any pictures. I had time to check out a book, by Lauraine Snelling, hey girls, if you’re into Janette Oke, Snelling’s Dakota series are pretty good too. But then this week I’ve begun school again. Why? Because, we’re going to Romania!! Oh yeah, I’m excited about traveling to Europe one more time. That’s another thing adding to my busy-ness. Packing. Trust me, it’s going to take more than a month for me to figure out what to pack to wear for two weeks. Dad’s already going up the wall because I teased him and said I needed three outfits per day. Maybe I shouldn’t tease, he almost broke into tears of despair. Speaking of Daddy, he’s traveling now, Dominican Republic, from there on to Northern Brazil. I miss him. He’s been gone to long… |:
 Wow, this was supposed to be a Thumbs Up Thumbs Down post, and here I am rambling. So, let’s get to the Thumby part of this post huh?! (Thumby? Here I go again, non-dictionaried words, sorry spell check.)

Thumbs Down:

  • Not having my camera always handy. Like at the magic show. And for the glorious shows the sky, clouds and sun put on here in Abby. This week a beautiful rainbow appeared, and when I went to get the camera:
  • Low Batteries. Yup. The battery was gone, so by the time I changed it, the rainbow was shyly disappearing…
  • Coughs. In the middle of July, and for some odd reason my body decided to contract a cough. Ugh.
  • Canceled courses. My NLS was cancelled this week. Bua!! I was so looking forward to it!
  • Heart Attacks, Uncle Dito passed away this week (my mother’s Uncle) of a heart attack. Unfortunately, Victor and I hadn’t had the chance of getting to know him very well. Yet, God always knows what’s best, and he had been sick for some time. We will all miss him…R.I.P.

Thumbs Up:

  • Rainbows, and magic shows, beautiful sky displays, and all things unphotographed yet experienced. Through nature, God says I love you, I remember you. Do you remember me?
  • God. I don’t know, this week I’ve had this feeling of thanksgiving. For everything. For life, for Jesus, for health (I just have a cold), for love, for peace, for freedom, for choices, for:
  • Hope. I don’t know where I’d be if we had no hope. No way of looking forward. Yet we always have, we may always have, “…that blessed hope..”
  • A fresh new year of school. A chance to be better, do better, better grades, higher GPA’s, a fresh start! A chance to learn!
  • Indoor plumbing and showers. Um, yeah!!! They’re so vital in my life! Reading books set in the 19th century kind of makes me appreciate hot showers that much more!!
  • Attentive people. People who are interested in helping you. Who smile, truly smile, who ask your name, who help you, who laugh with you, who motivate you. Family, friends, complete strangers. Smile, you can be doing another person the greatest favor, giving the greatest gift possible! Be attentive. Show interest in other people..! and others will begin showing interest in you!

Once again, the good outweigh the bad (;