03 June, 2010

Missing England

A few days ago, I was helping my mother plan a trip to London. We got out the scrapbooks and the guide books, and we talked about what my girls and I had done when we were in London back in 2002. My youngest was only six then, so she has very different memories of that trip than I do. Then again, I spent part of that trip working at the Bank of England while she was sightseeing with my husband, so I have very different memories also.

Last night, my youngest and I were watching the movie Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit along with one of her friends. We were enjoying the movie much more than our friend. I think it's because it's such a British movie. I love seeing the British gardens and the fair at Tottington Hall. It's so much like the church fairs in Luxembourg. And I realized last night that I've never been to a church fair in England, or been to someone's house in England. All my memories of these very British things are memories from Luxembourg. So I think it's time to get out my scrapbook from Luxembourg. As I look through the pictures of my friends at the English-speaking Church of Luxembourg, I will thank God for the wonderful memories and the wonderful influence they have had in my life.