13 days and counting

I find that with only 13 days left I'm becoming somewhat nervous. I spoke to my mother yesterday and she informed me that neither she nor my brother would be able to make it out for my ordination.

I was bummed at first until I realized that this is one of those times where things happen beyond my control and so I dropped my disappointment. I'm glad that I did.

Their not coming has reminded me of the many friends that I have in the States that I haven't even informed about me getting ordained. It's not that I don't want them to come out it is just that it is very expensive.

Today is my oldest son's 23rd birthday. He is such a wonderful guy so I really should be thinking about this instead of oath that I'm about to give. He just came by and told me stop writing so that I can eat some cake.

funny how priorities keep shifting.

Gudsfrid - means the peace of God