I'm off to Russia in two hours. To Vyborg. I did ten trips there when I was younger. My church has a sister church there and we're going over with a bus filled with clothes and stuff. This time around I'm going cause my mom wants to bring my oldest niece, who is eleven, to see our friends there and I thought I should tag along hoping to be of some good company to one of my favorite girls. Also, I have a lot of friends there that I haven't seen in years... so that can be pretty great.

I have some really weird memories from my trips to Russia. Some very beautiful ones an some I could really really live without. Especially the aftermaths of them. Going back is a little bit like time traveling. Hoping not to run into anything unpleasant.

What If I could visit back to some of those occasions? If I could pick ten moments in life that defined me and relive them? What would those moments be? Good and bad ones? Ha... I think the first two would probably connect pretty directly with my first encounters with Jesus at a pretty young age. Then a couple of them would be work related, some specific moment at my beloved Frizon festival topping that list. Then... Of course there are some affectionate moments that, even if the person sharing it with me no longer holds that same status, has left lasting impressions. Moments that will always make me smile.

And I've probably got as defined by the scariest, saddest moments in my life. Moments that crashed my illusions, stopped me from believing in myself or others around me. Moments that made me questions the very core of me, of family, of Christ.

Hm... come to think of it, I don't really think I wanna relive either the good or the bad ones. I think I'll just keep some of them close at heart and continue to accept the other ones as stuff to deal with or try to leave behind.

Ok, this is a blog about nothing really. Just haven't written in a long time and I'm about to board a bus that... dunno... brought back stuff I haven't thought about in a very very long time.

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